READY FOR THE WEEKEND

Counterfeit! Counterfeit! that's what you're Shouting at me I could run but I'd sooner have this End amicably Lick the blood stain from your finger Say what do you see Remind you that whatever you get is What you want it to be (you want it to be) You get a feeling that's what you choose And I was told there's not a minute to lose So if you're waiting jump out your skin To find the cure for whatever state you're in I tell my good friends get out the way Of all the lightning hitting the trees today We get a thrill from clapping our hands We find the nearest girl And ask her to dance Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend weekend weekend weekend Coming back coming back to a place where I never knew Pushing knobs pushing faders but I Don't know what they do This reflection in my mirror Reminds me of you When I tilt it toward the sunlight You fall out of view (you fall out of view) You get a feeling that's what you choose And I was told there's not a minute to lose So if you're waiting jump out your skin To find the cure for whatever state you're in I tell my good friends get out the way Of all the lightning hitting the trees today We get a thrill from clapping our hands We find the nearest girl And ask her to dance Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend weekend weekend weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend weekend weekend weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend weekend weekend weekend... Oooooh I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend weekend weekend weekend... Ooooh