Lyrics:
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But I was younger then, take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my
I'm broken hearted, I'm a broken
Man. Driven by anger, on that
Night I ran. I had me a woman,
I thought that she'd be true.
Now she's gone
now
I sit and daydream
I've got daydreams galore
Cigarette ashes
There they go on the floor
I go away weekends
And leave my keys in the door
But why
Tomorrow is Sunday
Now there's only one day left to go
'Til you walk by
Below my window
The weekends drive me mad
Holidays are oh too sad
comes
And traffic grows
And windows hum
Spending all week with your friends
Give me evenings and weekends
Evenings and weekends
I could be yours
believe what the boys are blowing
You got to come on man
And take a piece of Mister Parker's band
You'll be riding by, bareback on your armadillo
no matter how hard I try
I'm gettin' really good at barely gettin' by
Got everything I own
By the sweat of my brow
From my four-wheel drive to my
I'll make it up by playing with you once the night is over
Crazy, hazy, oh oh oh …
Let's get this party started
Weekend, the weekend, the weekend
They read the 'Good-Book' from Fri 'till Monday
That's how the weekend goes!
I've got a 'dream-house' I'll build there one day,
With a picket-fence
How can I tell her that I love her
When windy week-end warnings
Tell me summer teases?
When I first saw her with another
My world fell
And I
How can I tell her that I love her,
When windy week-end warnings
tell me summer teases?
When I first saw her with another,
My world fell,
and I
How can I tell her that I love her,
When windy week-end warnings
tell me summer teases?
When I first saw her with another,
My world fell,
and I
a sequence
Sold out to the block I got it back by this new weekend
I wanna spend the weekend spend the weekend got up wit yo hoe
She made her throat go
Dance (dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah
When I feel put down I try to shake it off quick
With my chick by my side the radio does the trick
I
belong
Together Forever
I live for the weekend, baby
I live for the weekend, baby
If you're wondering what it's like to be me
I live for the weekend, baby
It was Labor Day weekend I was seventeen
I bought a Coke and some gasoline
And I drove out to the County Fair
When I saw her for the first time
A cop was shot in the head by a 10 year old kid named Buddah in
Central Park last week
The fathers are lined up by
the coffins by the Statue of Bigotry
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day weekend show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for
Glitter rock and roll
Real life, broken glass
Left them by the sea
Holding onto things
We don't really need
Our edges used to
Fit together perfectly
Why does something
the bro-no-no-no-no
In the lunchroom, that's bad bad bad
Got her ass beat by an Nyla made the bed rock
Not talking Fortnite, but we about to make a headshot
Ceianna
Richard frost
By: jimmy buffett
Richard frost left alabama heading west to find his fame
Only got to oklahoma and that's where he changed his name
Every second's soaked in sadness
Every weekend is a war
And I'm drowning in the déjà vu
We've seen it all before
I don't wanna do this by
the feed lots, clerks in the markets
On weekends sellin' tobacco and beer
And his dreams of tomorrow, surrounded by fences
But he'll dream tonight of when
Payday Friday and the weekend's here,
I've been workin' all week tryin' to pay for this gear
Gonna raise hell on Union Street
Thirteen guys
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