paroles de chanson The Weekend - Kevin Fowler

Working too hard for way too little
Way too long, got to work that damn blues
But I feel like a damn old
Country song
Boss man been riding my ass like a i warned out reded mule
Come along fight on Friday on five a clock
Tell you what I'mm gonna do

Gonna get stone with you, it's how I forget about all for a little while
I wait, waiting, I'm waiting on no time for sleeping
Gonna turn it up, gonna turn it down
Gonna book it all in this old town
I gotta take this job and shove it, gotta feel it

It's the weekend
Monday morning running late
Do a fifty and a thirty five
Next thing I knew in my review there were red blue flashing lights
Tuesday it's the day I can do and Wednesday were thou retire
Thursday mean there's 24 hours 'til I know that I

Gonna get stone gonna high forget about it all for a little while
I wait, waiting, I'm waiting on no time for sleeping
Gonna turn it up, gonna get down
Gonna book it all in this old town
I gotta take this job and shove it, gotta feel it
It's the weekend

Got some feels that wait all about my feet
Working so hard and see
And now I gotta coped in a long chair
Laying now with my older friends

Gonna get stone with you, it's how I forget about all for a little while
I wait, waiting, I'm waiting on no time for sleeping
Gonna turn it up, gonna get down
Gonna book it all in this old town
I gotta take this drive and shut it, gotta feel it
It's the weekend,
Got it's the weekend