BZN "Weekend Love" lyrics

Weekend Love

Monday till Friday no bit of a sheenBut trying to earn me some moneyA picture of you on my dirty machineIt's liftin' me up oh my honey

But Friday get out of the grooveIt's time to get on the moveWell ridin' and rollin', ramblin' and strollin'We'll get yourself out of the blues.

Hooray, what a day for weekend lovers, sing na na na naNa na na na naHave a show for your money every weekend, do you do naNa na na na naSingin' hi, say hello, till the end of the show againEvery weekendHearts of soul, rock 'n' roll, there's no need forControl tonightOh, yes tonight.

The five-forty train is calling againBad boring faces surround meA guy lies in wait for a sweet Parisienne,A slow affair all around me.

But Friday get out of the groove

It's time to get on the moveWell ridin' and rollin', ramblin' and strollin'We'll get yourself out of the blues.

Hooray, what a day for weekend lovers, sing na na na naNa na na na naHave a show for your money every weekend, do you do naNa na na na naSingin' hi, say hello, till the end of the show againEvery weekendHearts of soul, rock 'n' roll, there's no need forControl tonightOh, yes tonight.

Hooray, what a day for weekend lovers, sing na na na naNa na na na naHave a show for your money every weekend, do you do naNa na na na naSingin' hi, say hello, till the end of the show againEvery weekendHearts of soul, rock 'n' roll, there's no need forControl tonightOh, yes tonight.

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