Weekends

You ban me from sleeping pills and codeine I'm at my best, just even knowing You're coming around You're coming around You switch from vodka, lime and soda And I hate every girl that's ever known ya And you know a lot about me It's more than I can stand Only on weekends we feel the love Only on weekends this happens to us Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you And I took your number quicker than my next breath I call your house phone just to listen To hear what your life might sound like What your life might sound like Only on weekends we feel the love Only on weekends this happens to us Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you Only on weekends we feel the same Only on weekends is what we do Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you There's a place for us There's a tiny little room for two And it's crystallized in my mind, that tiny little room With you Only on weekends Only on weekends we feel the love Only on weekends this happens to us Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you For anyone else, but you Only on weekends Only on weekends On weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you