It’s 4:30 Friday, I get off at 5:00
I coming to your place, you coming to mine
Got a bottle of Jack and cheap red wine
Yeah, our own little world
Wanna open em up, close all the doors
Spin you around on that kitchen floor
Cause all week long, I’ve been waitin’ for
You and me girl
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Sippin’ something on the cheap end, cheap end
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end, deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in, feet in
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Just chillin’ on the weekend
We can watch a whole season of Seinfeld or Friends
While I watch that afternoon sun shining in
Right through the blinds and onto your skin
Yeah, that’s something to see
Three days just ain’t enough and times ticking
So keep that cherry red lipstick sticking on me
Yeah, let’s just keep
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Sippin’ something on the cheap end, cheap end
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end, deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in, feet in
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Nothing to do, nowhere to be
Nothing to do, nowhere to be
But right here with you and you with me
Right here with you and you with me
Just chillin’ on the weekend (oh)
Sippin’ something on the cheap end (yeah)
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in (oh)
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Oh yeah, yeah we chillin’ on the weekend (oh)
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Chillin’ on the weekend
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