Lyrics - Weekends by Alanis Morissette

Monday morning is not
Monday morning till
Taylor has his coffee
Friday night is not
Friday night till
Jessie leaves the room sweaty
Tuesday morning is not
Tuesday morning till
Nick has his talk with his son
Thursday night is not
Thursday night till
Chris has sex with his bass
Come on to the weekend'
Cause the weekend
I'll get high
Hold off till the weekend
There's too much time
I think they are really nice guys
Tuesday morning is
Wednesday afternoon when you cry all night
Wednesday early we fall into work all caught up in the day by day
Thursday morning is not
Thursday morning till
Alanis says: "
How's your life?
How's your life?
Hey, how's your life?
How's your life?"
Come on to the weekend'
Cause the weekend
I'll get by
Hold off till the weekend'
Cause there's too much time to think and not much time to cry
Hold off till the weekend'
Cause the weekend we'll be high
Hold off till the weekend'
Cause there'll be no time but we'll get by
What if there were no more mother's boys?
What if no one shared their humble experience?
What if there were no consequences?
What if there were no more arguments?
Wouldn't that be a shame?
Would that be impossible?
And you would be bored'
Cause you wouldn't want any other way...
Hold on till the weekend'
Cause the weekend
I'll get by
Hold off till the weekend'
Cause the man upstairs has the really nice skies
Hold off till the weekend'
Cause the weekend
I'll get high
Hold off till the weekend'
Cause we may look strange but we surely will get by
What if there were no more mother's boys
What if we all had no thinking together
Wouldn't that be a shame...
Would that be impossible?
And you would be bored?'
Cause you wouldn't want it any other way....

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