| Now don’t even get me started on Monday
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| And Tuesday, that went straight to my head
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| Wednesday. |
| Really? |
| Oh go fuck yourself
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| And Thursday I’ll be in bed
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| Because Friday here I come
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| Always your most loyal son
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| And I’ve got vengeance written in my eyes
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| So fill me up, hey where’s the wine?
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| Yo pass the pipe, I need a light
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| Because I’m a weekend warrior
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| I’m a weekend warrior
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| Now Friday night was no surprise
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| And I hit Saturday in perfect stride
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| Then Sunday comes with no regrets
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| It’s time to dry out
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| Oh you wanna bet?
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| The weekend isn’t over yet
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| Because I’m a weekend warrior
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| I’m a weekend warrior
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| I know you hate to love to see me this way
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| You wanna be there when I need to be saved
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| But when tomorrow turns out just like today
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| You’ll wish you never let me out of my cage
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| Oh bitch you’re gonna fucking pay
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| Monday?
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| Oh God not again
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| You said you’d always be my friend
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| But I’m left standing here all by myself
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| So take me now if you wanna help
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| Because they’ve got hatred written in their eyes
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| And you know that really comes to my surprise
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| Ah fuck it because in five days I’m gonna settle the score
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| Just fill me up the give me more
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| Give me more
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| Because I’m a weekend warrior
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| I’m a weekend warrior |