break, another escape I gotta get out, I gotta get out Long live the weekend Long live the weekend Long live the weekend Long live the weekend Long live the weekend
Tulkojums: Dzīves beigas. Long Live Weekend.
You'll be my first man And honey, I've made up my mind The first man who has me I'm his forever, forever You kidding? For how long?
can sing, do whatever you think As long as I'm with you When we are together is the time of our lives We can do whatever, be whoever we like Spend the weekend
may be jump of the deep end But if your hearts open maybe I can creep in (maybe) She said that would be cool but (but) I'm getting married next weekend
tha gun holster with tha forty fo maganet Shot her in da heart Den caught tha earchess fabanet Den I seen Cindy, tha bitch tried to end me Running out da living
and left long smoky, slinky trails, and he had several of each kind in case I needed to review them all at the end, and I'm thinking: a?? Here I am
it on to me We're backwoods Dixie, flat woods pickin' Shotgun wavin', long-neck drinkin' Huntin' and a-fishin', workin' and a-wishin' for the weekend
(A) 59 Christie Street There's a girl over there With long brown hair I took her to the place I threw the mattress in her face Took off her shirt Took
so now I'm reapin' The seeds that I sowed I can't believe you so deceivin' Sneakin' out on the weekends with Michelle One of your freak friends from the east end
like it's the end of the world Let's get it started, started, started, whoa, oh Waitin' on the weekend, it's Friday night We're gonna get dressed up for the time of our lives
it You thought that you were ugly And that everyone was looking at you So you learned to be invisible To look down To avoid conversation The hours, days, weekends Ah, the weekend
takes a sip from his glass, she inhales the cold fall air They're thinking of the long road ahead And the strength that they will need just to reach the end
. to start the party right you're probably gonna have to kill me. I can't be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame, besides I wanna live
? at the mirror It ain?t right, it ain?t right, honey, such a waste of life Another long weekend with your friend I thought that party would never end
'm bringin 50 crime bosses From bk to jersey niggaz wanna murder me Aint nuttin sweet kid they bettah bring their whole army Fake ass gangstaz pretend to be killaz End
