Lyrics:
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
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
side by side, with witty lines
To seem like we're all happier inside
Though it won't come to love
Just fill the void, sure that's enough
But you break
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
jealous
But you don't need to know that in a temporary heaven
Valerie's on tour so come take a load off
Show off ya bag and new threads that are a new trend
how to close it down
I though I was really living
I used to stay up late and sleep in all day long
Now it's bed by nine and wake up with the dawn
the weekend trippers
Have a nice sunny suite
For the guest to rest in
Now and then, you could do the guest in
By the sea
Married nice and proper
By
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my
Oh, the coffee pot's perkin', soon dad leaves for workin'
Oh, it's Monday Lord, and we forgot you again
By Tuesday we're a-waitin and it's gettin'
was away this weekend
Wanna meet at my place
Heard that we both got nothing to do
When I lay in bed I touch myself and think of you
Last night
to regret something you haven't done.
And by the way, if you see your mom this weekend be sure to tell her... SATAN
Some Things You Never Get Used To
Diana Ross and the Supremes
Written and produced by Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson)
Charted for 7 weeks in
to regret something you haven't done.
And by the way, if you see your mom this weekend be sure to tell her... SATAN
Woke up this morning thinking about the other night
Trying to do it all again, like every day is the weekend.
Some say it's a problem, I ain't really
get it off my mind
The weekend is over, the lights have left me by
The weekend is over and I just can't get it off mind
The weekend is over the lights
get it off my mind
The weekend is over, the lights have left me by
The weekend is over and I just can't get it off mind
The weekend is over the lights
get it off my mind
The weekend is over, the lights have left me by
The weekend is over and I just can't get it off mind
The weekend is over the lights
get it off my mind
The weekend is over, the lights have left me by
The weekend is over and I just can't get it off mind
The weekend is over the lights
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