Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nico Santos
Vocals
Tino Piontek
Keyboards
David "Monte" Paulicke
Performer
Felix Lehrmann
Drums
Matt Johnson
Keyboards
Max Wolfgang
Background Vocals
Peter "Noos" Johansson
Trombone
Magnus Johansson
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nico Santos
Composer
Tino Piontek
Composer
Max Wolfgang
Composer
Konstantin Scherer
Composer
Vincent Stein
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tino Piontek
Producer
Beatzarre
Producer
Hans-Philipp Graf
Mastering Engineer
David "Monte" Paulicke
Mixing Engineer
Konstantin "Djorkaeff" Scherer
Producer
Lyrics
(Weekend lover, lover, lover)
(Weekend lover, lover, lover)
(Weekend lover, lover, lover)
Yeah, let's fly the drinks in from Spain
Get hot like the nights in L.A.
'Cause I'm missin' the way that you taste, yeah
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait
I've been waitin'
Spent the week dreamin' the same thing as you
Because I know what you like
And, baby, you've been sayin' what's on my mind
Heart goes racin'
When you tell me to be patient
Yeah, you, you've got me checkin' that time
But tonight it's real, we're almost there
You make me feel like we can take off anywhere
So let's fly the drinks in from Spain
Get hot like the nights in L.A.
'Cause I'm missin' the way that you taste, yeah
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait
To touch down and turn the lights low
Baby, come 'round and take off your clothes
'Cause I'm missin' the way that we roll, yeah
I can't wait, I can't wait for you
My weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
I can't wait, I can't wait for you
My weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait
Count my blessings
48 hours of heaven with you
You know the city don't sleep
Stay up 'til sunrise hits the sheets
I feel it comin' up
Spent the week waiting for your love now
Not even checkin' that time
'Cause tonight it's real, we're almost there
You make me feel like we can take off anywhere
Tonight it's real, we're almost there
You make me feel like we could take off anywhere
So let's fly the drinks in from Spain
Get hot like the nights in L.A.
'Cause I'm missin' the way that you taste, yeah
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait
To touch down and turn the lights low
Baby, come 'round and take off your clothes
'Cause I'm missin' the way that we roll, yeah
I can't wait, I can't wait for you
My weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
I can't wait, I can't wait for you
My weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
Weekend lover, lover, lover
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait
(Weekend lover)
(Weekend lover)
(Weekend lover)
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait (oh yeah)
(Weekend love) weekend lover
(Weekend love) weekend lover
(Weekend love) weekend lover
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait (oh yeah)
(Weekend love)
(Weekend love)
(Weekend love)
(Oh yeah)
Writer(s): Konstantin Scherer, Vincent Stein, Nico Santos, Tino Piontek, Max Wolfgang
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