When the Weekend Comes

This world is falling
Father hear me, hear me calling

I get up six o' clock each morning
Put on some coffee, splash some water on my face
Fight the traffic, punch the time card
Work my body work it to the edge
I don't mind working from nine to five
'Cause I got to keep my family fed
I'll even work way past midnight, trying to get ahead

Oh oh I
I, I, I can't wait till the weekend comes
That's what I have fun
Gonna get down
I strut my stuff all over town
When the weekend comes (when the weekend comes)
Oh, oh, oh when the weekend comes
(That's when I) that's when I have my fun
I party down!

I drag my body up on monday
It's still hurting from the partying that I've done
But I could never face that work week
Without some time to have my fun
You see I've got stress (stress),
I've got strain (strain),
Lord knows I've got some bills I've got to pay
That's why I keep my nose to the grindstone
My mind's on friday

Oh oh I, I can't wait 'till the weekend comes
I finally have my fun baby
Get down, down
Strut my stuff all over down (over down)
When the weekend comes
Oh, oh, when the weekend comes
(That's when I) that's when I have my fun
Turn up the music, turn off my mind
Kick off my shoes
It's party time!

Sometimes feel so hard
Stuck in my world
Isn't strange sending a boy off to die?
Sam got his hand hauled in my pocket
He keeps reaching deeper all the time
My wife, she's got a plastic habit
She keeps reaching from the other side
Oh, oh, tension keeps on building, building, buiding so high
Sometimes I'm afraid of living, too afriad to die



Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Womack, Harold Timothy Payne
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