Lyrics:
You said goodbye on Tuesday
I figured I would see you by the weekend
I either didn't hear you right
Or maybe this ol' heart didn't listen
Nobody knows
how hard I work
I'm waitin for the weekend
I'm savin it for the weekend
The ficus plant dying in the corner
the clock has stopped
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll be working
Long as my two hands are fit
to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
Picture you upon my knee, just tea for two and two for tea,
Just me for you and you for me,
from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams
Picture
dishes
Fantasizing all those kisses
Oh and I was up all night
Thinking bout the lonely weekend
Monday baby we can sleep in
Ooh ooh ooh
Without you
(it's alright)
'Cause it's only for the weekend
Right by your side (right by your side)
Baby I ain't gonna leave you 'lone tonight (leave you 'lone
Broke my heart
On the road
Spent the weekend
Sewing the pieces back on
Friends and thoughts pass me by
Walking gets too boring
When you learn
The black is by the fire
The lights are on the tree
Elvis sings Blue Christmas for you and me
Everything is perfect
The candles have it glow
The only
Friday night and a guy's fresh out of work
Talking 'bout the weekend, scrubbing off the dirt
Some heading home to their families, some looking
A-A-Az told me we litt
Shawty wanna be friend
Mainly on the weekend
But that shit don't make sense
She says she don't dance
Bring your girls to meet
Talk about a lousy weekend
Couldn't find a single friend friend
Had my heart set on disappointment
Up walks a super Joe Joe
Asks me how my day go
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
and a fleetwood
Where I gotta bring my A game, you just D goods
We don't wanna hear that weak shit, nigga speak up
Rocking old flows corn rows and a beeper
You
Cheap cut satin and bad perfume
Showtime is almost here
Teased up by a strip cartoon
Laughing up your sleeve
Sniggering in your beer
He'd seen
cannot be, I'm stuck in school
You're breaking rules, I'm crying babe you've got to
Get away for the weekend, weekend
Hiding my heart in the weekend
for the moment, we ain't speakin'
She with her man, she'll be back by the weekend
I'm fuckin' all these hoes to the weekend
I'm partyin', and going out
The winter days they last forever
And the weekends went by so quick
Went ridin' around this little country town
We were goin' nuts, girl, out in the sticks
nigga in the pit
Now he blue nose
Who knows the strides
When you caught in the riptide
Fleetwood's a vibe
When caught in a Landslide
Vampire, she rip my
unwind
And relax our minds
Just tell me what your drinking
I'll come by this weekend
I'll be by this weekend
Just tell me what your drinking
Just tell me
Business as usual at the harmony home
Up for the weekend to see my father
So I'm the one beneath the unturned stone
I begin the ritual
I recall the time they found those fossilized mosquitoes
And before long, they were cloning DNA
Now I'm being chased by some irate velociraptors
Well it's a Monday mornin'
And I'm already watchin' the clock
I just got started
And I'm already ready to stop
By Wednesday I'll be movin' slow
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
Even I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
As long as my two hands
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