Текст песни Alanis Morissette - Weekends

Monday morning is not Monday morning till Taylor has his coffeeFriday
night is not Friday night till Jessie leaves the room sweatyTuesday
morning is not Tuesday morning till Nick has his talk with his
sonThursday night is not Thursday night till Chris has sex with
his bass
Come on to the weekend'Cause the weekend I'll get highHold off
till the weekendThere's too much timeI think they are really
nice guys
Tuesday morning is Wednesday afternoon when you cry all nightWednesday
early we fall into work all caught up in the day by dayThursday
morning is not Thursday morning till Alanis says: "How's your
life?How's your life? Hey, how's your life? How's your life?"
Come on to the weekend'Cause the weekend I'll get byHold off
till the weekend'Cause there's too much time to think and not
much time to cryHold off till the weekend'Cause the weekend we'll
be highHold off till the weekend'Cause there'll be no time but
we'll get by
What if there were no more mother's boys?What if no one shared
their humble experience?What if there were no consequences?What
if there were no more arguments?Wouldn't that be a shame?Would
that be impossible?And you would be bored'Cause you wouldn't
want any other way...
Hold on till the weekend'Cause the weekend I'll get byHold off
till the weekend'Cause the man upstairs has the really nice skiesHold
off till the weekend'Cause the weekend I'll get highHold off
till the weekend'Cause we may look strange but we surely will
get by
What if there were no more mother's boysWhat if we all had no
thinking togetherWouldn't that be a shame...Would that be impossible?And
you would be bored?'Cause you wouldn't want it any other way....