Weekends

You ban me from sleeping pills and codeine
 I'm at my best, just even knowing
 You're coming around
 You're coming around
 You switch from vodka, lime and soda
 And I hate every girl that's ever known ya
 And you know a lot about me
 It's more than I can stand
 Only on weekends we feel the love
 Only on weekends this happens to us
 Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you
 And I took your number quicker than my next breath
 I call your house phone just to listen
 To hear what your life might sound like
 What your life might sound like
 Only on weekends we feel the love
 Only on weekends this happens to us
 Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you
 Only on weekends we feel the same
 Only on weekends is what we do
 Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you
 There's a place for us
 There's a tiny little room for two
 And it's crystallized in my mind, that tiny little room
 With you
 Only on weekends
 Only on weekends we feel the love
 Only on weekends this happens to us
 Only on weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you
 For anyone else, but you
 Only on weekends
 Only on weekends
 On weekends I have no room for anyone else, but you