Weekend Crib
When I am blue
Grab a brew
Think of you
Consider a stew
Get a pot
Make some soup
And I'm lovin' this life
Everything is alright
I see the lake, the trees, and the mountain tops
Calling' dibs on the weekend crib
With all that we do
Need solitude
Here with you
The city is dead
Gone to bed
All turned red
Let's go hop in the tub
We're makin' love
Livin' life on the edge, just the two of us
Calling' dibs on the weekend crib
I fall in love
With the world that's all around us
I fall in love
With the birds, bees, and the trees
Livin' in all the ways
Livin' in all the ways
I find peace in solitude
Take my hand, have a walk with me
Wear a pretty little hat, make you feel fancy
Man, see
We'll be British with a noon cup of tea
Add a fifth, just to sip
Readin' books, never watch on TV
Start the day off with a wink and kiss
Listen to wax, but not 'cause it's hip
Sounds like it's honey, the apple is crisp
It always feels good at the weekend crib
Friday is done
No more runnin'
Just fun
Out in the sun
With my hun
And man bun
The kids are away
For a couple of days
I'll grab the brews and the bikes and the cheese and the wine
Calling' dibs on the weekend crib
I fall in love
With the world that's all around us
I fall in love
With the birds, bees, and the trees
Livin' in all the ways
Livin' in all the ways
I find peace in solitude
Grab a brew
Think of you
Consider a stew
Get a pot
Make some soup
And I'm lovin' this life
Everything is alright
I see the lake, the trees, and the mountain tops
Calling' dibs on the weekend crib
With all that we do
Need solitude
Here with you
The city is dead
Gone to bed
All turned red
Let's go hop in the tub
We're makin' love
Livin' life on the edge, just the two of us
Calling' dibs on the weekend crib
I fall in love
With the world that's all around us
I fall in love
With the birds, bees, and the trees
Livin' in all the ways
Livin' in all the ways
I find peace in solitude
Take my hand, have a walk with me
Wear a pretty little hat, make you feel fancy
Man, see
We'll be British with a noon cup of tea
Add a fifth, just to sip
Readin' books, never watch on TV
Start the day off with a wink and kiss
Listen to wax, but not 'cause it's hip
Sounds like it's honey, the apple is crisp
It always feels good at the weekend crib
Friday is done
No more runnin'
Just fun
Out in the sun
With my hun
And man bun
The kids are away
For a couple of days
I'll grab the brews and the bikes and the cheese and the wine
Calling' dibs on the weekend crib
I fall in love
With the world that's all around us
I fall in love
With the birds, bees, and the trees
Livin' in all the ways
Livin' in all the ways
I find peace in solitude
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Heyer
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