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The Weeknd - The Weekend Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nice Bike]
Say you’ve got a girl
How do you want me when you’ve got a girl?
The feeling is reckless, knowing it’s selfish
Knowing I’m desperate
Getting all in it, love; falling all over love
Like, do it ’til it hurts less
Hanging out the back, all over your lap
Like, are you coming home? Are you out with her?
I don’t care ‘long as you care
‘Bout ten-thirty, no later than
Drop them drawers, give me what I want

[Hook: Nice Bike]
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man, too, ooh
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man
Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You’re like nine-to-five
I’m the weekend, oh-oh
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I’ve got it covered for the weekend
[Verse 2: Nice Bike]
I gotta say, I’m in the mood for a little bit more of that
I mean, I’m saying, what kind of tease is two days?
I need me at least ‘bout four of them, more of them
More you, more me, more us, just tell me you want me, yeah
On Monday
And I’ll be at your door, ready to take her place
Ready to give you what you’ve been missing on weekdays
What you’ve been waiting for
Ten-thirty, no later than
Drop them drawers, I know what you want

[Hook: Nice Bike]
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man, too, ooh
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man
Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You’re like nine-to-five
I’m the weekend, oh-oh
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I’ve got it covered for the weekend
[Coda: Connor Barr]
I only love you when it’s half past five
The only time I ever call you mine
I only love you when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only love you when it’s half past five
The only time I ever call you mine
I only love you when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah