Out On The Weekend
Think I'll pack it inand buy a pick-upTake it down to L.A.Find a place to call my ownand try to fix up.Start a brand new day.
The woman I'm thinking of,she loved me all upBut I'm so down todayShe's so fine, she's in my mind.I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,out on the weekendTrying to make it pay.Can't relate to joy,he tries to speak andCan't begin to say.
She got pictures on the wall,they make me look upFrom her big brass bed.Now I'm running down the roadtrying to stay upSomewhere in her head.
The woman I'm thinking of,she loved me all upBut I'm so down todayShe's so fine she's in my mind.I hear her callin'.
See the lonely boy,out on the weekendTrying to make it pay.Can't relate to joy,he tries to speak andCan't begin to say.