Lletres: Triumph. Classics. I Live for the Weekend.

Makin' my way to the job each day
Slave like a dog for my hard earned pay
When the bell rings, then I'm ready to run
Gonna get high, gonna have some fun

I know the boss, he don't think I'm good
Baby, I'm just badly misunderstood
'Cause you know, what I like, [Incomprehensible]

I live, I live, I live for the weekend
I live, I live, I live for the weekend

You know you gotta serve, you know you gotta please
My baby puts my mind at ease
Friday comes n' I'm thinkin' of you
'Cause at five o'clock, they're gonna set me loose

Come on, babe, we're gonna live it up
Don't ya know that I can't get enough
Of your sweet love, yeah

I live, I live, I live for the weekend
I live, I live, I live for the weekend

I know, babe, you don't think I'm good
But you got me badly misunderstood
'Cause you know what I like, yeah

I live, I live, I live for the weekend
I live, I live, I live for the weekend

I live, I live, I live, yeah
I live, I live, I live, yeah