Lyrics:
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning
on track
Got shit to do, you got work
But we fall right back
Into bed, like it's all just a game
And we can't help that, no we can't help that
And we
At me too
And it's over
Next week you throw me a wink
I smile and pretend
Nothing happened between us
Last weekend
I could be into you
I could be into you
On the weekends you'd fall right into my arms
Driving at night by the Christmas lights
I fell for all your charms
And the parties in December where
I've been dreaming
Since the weekend you were
Everything I never knew I needed
Have you been dreaming?
Since the weekend was I
Everything you never
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning
thing that we looking for
She into soul food like I am I'm gone cook it for her
Pass by smell perfume and the cocoa butter
When she out the shower she
the morning we could be alive
It’s been so long
Since we felt young
Let’s open up our eyes
You’ve been talking ’bout the weekend
I’ve been thinking ’bout
up
Wake up, we feeling fresh up in the morning
The weekend's here we about to party that's regardless
From sun up to sun down
The same way we get
into it
Like I'd do it for the weekends and all of a sudden it'd be Monday
I'd get high and then Tuesday I'd get high
And then I'd wake up in
every morning
Felt worse than the night before
I tried to brush it off but only really made it to four
At least by then, there was probably beer bath
you sway with me?
Go astray with me? (aha)
King and Queen of the weekend
Ain't a pill that could touch our rush
But what will we do when we're
I'm looking forward to the weekend
I'm ready for the weekend
I'm looking forward to the weekend
I feel it creeping in
And by this time tomorrow
I
get too consumed with all our plans and schemes
Lulled into familiar dreams
We'll find that life has passed us by when our hair turns gray
Well
get it a little something for the weekend?
Sun is shining, you're looking fly
All my problems passing me by
The only world I know's to live like
a smile but
You never miss him but when you reminiscin
You wished you had a father figure
At least weekends, man pay a visit
Awww forget it'! what about
considered to be a murderer, a crook
Ali shook the world, I'm gonna shake my homies hand
Three in the morning dressed in blue once again
My size ten rest
Well your a son of a gun on the weekend
But it's gonna catch up someday
You come home early in the morning
Smelling like cigarettes and Tanqueray
lies there
One day his mother said
When Pierre climbed out of bed
Good morning, darling boy, you are my only joy
Pierre said I don't care!
What
it's so fire
The way your eyes light up in the morning
There's nothing as important
Than you by my side
Can I put this on a portrait
Me n you soaring
My
that he does, and it doesn't matter why, because he's going to die.
Okay, he was bit by a dog last week, that's why he limps. Okay? And it wasn't his
on the weekends
Well, every other weekend
Which turned into once a month
That grew into every other
And trickled down into a few times a year
Overnight bag slung
I'm high for the weekend, roll up
Drink uneven, I'm stuck
Right by the deepend, hold up
Get your feet in, no rush
No such thing as love
Not tonight
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