Weekends

You think you're better than the rest of us by a mini mile
And I know we're okay and not in good shape, but you'll have to do
We thought we saw you from behind
You got slapped on your shoulder, back attack
You didn't mind, you just laughed, you was way over there

Let's get out of here, everybody in here
They all look like you do
Let's get out of here
Everybody in here, they all grin like you do

And we both steamy, smiling happy faces
But when you turn away
You get daggers in your back

Hey, let's get out of this place
Everybody in here, they all look like you
Hey, let's get out of here
Everybody in this place, they all grin like you do

Oh, gotta get out, gotta get out, gotta get out
Gotta get out of here, out of here



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Philip Day, Shaun Ryder, Gary Kenneth Whelan, Paul Anthony Ryder, Paul Richard Davis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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