Weekend (Beat Version) - текст песни
Weekend (Beat Version)
I call my baby on a Saturday night
My girl, I'll take you on a midnight flight
Hey mama, close the door
But turn on the light
Don't stay up for me
Cause I'm, I'm taking a ride
The funky drummers are slowly driving me mad
Super flies are buzzing round, round in my head
I've got the key to an emotional date
You've got the rhythm of a perfect, perfect romance, yeah
Chorus:
Cause it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
Cause it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
We'll pick you up, Sally
In my Daddy's old car
We're gonna move away
But never, never too far
I hold you close cause you're
My Saturday bride
And Sally's making love
Love to Bob Dylan tonight
Chorus:
Cause it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
Well it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
Yeah it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
It's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
Your love love love
And make your wishes come true
You should take every chance
That's what's we're all gonna do
You won't be afraid
Whatever you do
So just dance, dance
Either wait, yeah
Chorus:
Cause it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
Well it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
Well it's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
It's the weekend, weekend
Everything will turn out allright
(Weekend, weekend)
No time to be patient
We can't wait to see
The moment we're all waiting for
And girl, you're still my babe
And you'll always be
Cause you're the one I adore
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