Out on the Weekend

There is a spark at the start of the night Locking eyes Look alive Dress to undress Got a strange appetite Wait in line Let it happen We were talking In the evening The next day you were gone Her answer machine Has got me kicking the leaves When I’m out on the weekend But I know what she means About the Hollywood scene When I’m out on the weekend Caught in the small talk, can you say what you want? If I’m wrong then tell me You’d leave if you needed to be seen somewhere else But I’m right Well, you told me We were talking In the evening The next day you were gone I don’t wanna be near ya I wanna be with ya I’m not gonna get ya But I’m gonna let ya Make me feel better Out on the weekend I don’t wanna be near ya I wanna be with ya I’m not gonna get ya But I’m gonna let ya Make me feel better Out on the weekend Her answer machine Has got me kicking the leaves When I’m out on the weekend But I know what she means About the Hollywood scene When I’m out on the weekend