Weekends here, good God almighty, Yeah, yeah, yeah... But we just punched out and its paycheck Friday, Yeah the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip I ain't nothing but a number on his time card slip, I give him forty hours and a piece of my soul,

Oh this is what my heart needs to feel Satisfy my heart, it's so good to feel Love is all around, and all the hurt will heal Satisfy my soul, let the day begin Make the evening roll, let the big sky in Oh, this is what my heart needs to feel Satisfy my

We should have no ending, like limits to a sky Rather hear a good night, let's not say goodbye We should take what's left and make it right (We're gonna make it right) We should sleep all day and stay up all night (We're staying up all night) If London

We used to laugh a lot But only because we thought That everything good always would remain Nothing's gonna change there's no need to complain Saturday morning and it's time to go One day these could be the days but who could have known Loading in the

I work hard every motherfuckin' day-ay-ay-ay I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ay, yeah But today is my day, it's my day And no matter what they say, it's my day La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah Roll up to the spot, feelin' real good Think you gon'

Come the day you're mine The best is yet to come The best is yet to come And babe won't it be fine Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum You came along and everything started'in to hum Still it's a real good bet Best is yet to come and babe

It's a brand new day (Don't you see me) Changing on my way (So completely) And I'm feelin' good This time I'm gonna show you that I got the spirit This time I'm a sing and your gonna hear it This time I'm gonna show you I got the spirit

Good day to be me If I got you well it's a good day, baby Some folks call me crazy my momma call me 'hon And depending on the mood your in, I might be either one Hey, I get up and I go to work and I got to work some more When I get home I take it off and

Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks (all day) new fits (all right) Drop hits (all day) then party (all night) Walk wit a limp, and I talk wit a lingo Party with a buncha bad girls in a Pinto Run up on a motherfucker wit a dull pencil Sharpen up a #2 on

What have we to show? Barren feelings and dust for crow We can't ever know When it's time to go That's the way to see the end Glowing out along the river bend It's not goodbye my only friend Yesterday started over again