Lyrics

Here comes the weekend and there's so much to do Here comes the weekend, can I spend it with you? When you're in New York And maybe I'll call Another weekend together apart Another weekend going back to the start We'll be okay The time difference sucks I could make you happy, you could make me sad I could be the best friend that you've ever had I will give you my hands And we could both understand I walk the streets with my phone to my ear You're at a party, so the line isn't clear Get me a drink I'll take what you've got I think it hurt that you had to move on It's not ideal on a pay-as-you-go Talk when we're home It would be good to see you I could make you happy, you could make me sad I could be the best friend that you've ever had I will give you my hands And we could both understand You're the best friend I have I'm about to get bread You said, "Let's get drinks when I'm back" It's an upside-down day A game of tag that I lost Playing jokes on the hills It would be just like you Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart Here comes the weekend, together apart, together apart
Writer(s): Timothy Allan Burgess Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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