Molotov Jukebox Something For The Weekend
Monday morning I say I won’t touch a thing
Ever again…
Thursday I feel my resolve has paid off
Just one more night off
So I call my friends, they all come over
And it begins, it won’t be over til the tambourine rings
With that regret that it brings
CHORUS:
I’m picking up something for the weekend
I’m picking up something for the weekend
Let myself back up and down again
Don’t trust anything I say after midnight
Got a tendency to lie
Down with anyone who gets in my way
Don’t get in my way
But it’s mine all mine, don’t try and stop me
Know it line for line, the entire story
The order things go in
When that tambourine rings
(CHORUS)
But I call my friends, they all come over
And it begins, it won’t be over til the tambourine rings
With that regret that it brings
(CHORUS)
