| Weekend lover, part-time friend
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| Funny how a hundred weekends can end
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| Sunday evening, shut the door
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| I won’t see you face on Friday no more
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| And I know, I should have fit you in
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| Made the time, played to win
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| But I tried to get your love for free
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| But no one good, could ever be a weekend lover, not that long
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| Even when I gave myself you got me wrong
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| I thought I had you but you ran
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| And I lost my weekend lover cause I was a part-time man
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| A Weekend lover
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| Weekend lover, part-time friend
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| Funny who ends up the loser in the end
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| And I know, you tried to see it through
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| Marking time, keeping true
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| And you made, the most from what you got
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| You made it good
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| But, I forgot my weekend lover, now I’ve learned
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| That you only get to keep what you have earned
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| I thought I had you, but you ran
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| And I lost my weekend lover cause I was a part-time man
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| A Weekend lover |