Something For The Weekend

Monday morning I say
I won't touch a thing
Ever again
Thursday I feel my resolve has paid off
Just one more night off
So I call my friends, they all come over
And it begins, it won't be over til the tambourine rings
With that regret that it brings

I'm picking up something for the weekend
I'm picking up something for the weekend
Let myself back up and down again

Don't trust anything I say after midnight
Got a tendency to lie
Down with anyone who gets in my way
Don't get in my way
But it's mine all mine, don't try and stop me
Know it line for line, the entire story
The order things go in
When that tambourine rings
But I call my friends, they all come over
And it begins, it won't be over til the tambourine rings
With that regret that it brings