Well I can feel it filling in
When it’s Friday night
Young blood flowing through my veins, full of fight
Probably do a bunch of things that just ain’t right
Well hell, ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Windows down, the seat way back, and the radio up
Natural eye between my legs in a Dixie cup
Not a care in the world, just don’t leave it up
Well, the night it opens wide
City and the stars align
Ain’t it wonderful to be alive
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Searching for the heart and soul of the night
Oh, of the night
Monday morning, still laughing about what we did and said
Girls and booze and attitude swimming in my head
Worth every moment, every second, no regrets
Keeping one eye on the prize
City and the stars align
Ain’t it wonderful to be alive
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Searching for the heart and soul of the night
Woah, of the night
Years fly by, the scene it shifts overnight
Little less stealing, little less stealing, little less flight
Kids are in bed, there’s a buzz in my head, sparks ignite
I still got fumes in my tank for another ride
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
City and the stars align
Ain’t it wonderful to be alive
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Ain’t that what the weekend’s for
Searching for the heart and soul of the night
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