He's not a guy that you'd call understanding She sees him weekends just to keep her hand in He's not affectionate and won't be kissed He never cried when they saw Schindler's List. He never acted on some great ambition His hair was ginger but he called it titian When he admitted that he loved the mission, he had to go. She's living for the weekend Going up the west end Waiting for her two day paradise. He admitted he'd been scarred in childhood Born in poppleton and moved to foxwood The other children thought that he talked funny He bought their friendship with his pocket money. He always thought he had a head for business Coz he bought multipacks of king sized rizzlas. You couldn't blame a girl for feeling listless, he's got to go. She's living for the weekend going up the west end Waiting for her two day paradise She's going up the west end, Friday night is when she comes alive. She's living for the weekend, going up the west end, waiting for her two day paradise. She's living for the weekend You're living for the weekend, living for the weekend We're living for the weekend
