The Weekend Song Lyrics - Alanis Morissette

Monday morning is not monday morning 

'till taylor has his coffee 

Friday night is not friday night 

'till jesse leaves the room sweaty 

Tuesday morning is not tuesday morning 

'till nick has his talk with his son 

Thursday night is not thursday night 

'till chris has sex with his bass 

Come on to the weekend 

'cause the weekend I'll get high 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause there's too much time to think 

And there will be nice skies 

Tuesday morning is wednesday afternoon 

When you cry all night 

Wednesday early we fall into work 

All caught up in the day by day 

Thursday morning is not thursday morning 

'till (alanis? ? ? ) says how's your life 

How's your life? 

Yeah how's your life 

How's your life? 

Come on to the weekend 

'cause the weekend I'll get by 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause there's too much time to think and not much time to cry 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause the weekend we'll be high 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause there'll be no time but we'll get by 

What if there were no more mama's boys 

What if no one shares their humble appearance 

What there were no consequences 

What if there were no more arguments 

Well that'd be a shame 

Wouldn't that be impossible 

And you would be bored 

'cause you wouldn't want it a little too late... 

Hold on 'till the weekend 

'cause the weekend I'll get by 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause the man upstairs has the really nice skies 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause the weekend I'll get high 

Hold off 'till the weekend 

'cause we may look strange but we surely will get by 

What if there were no more mama's boys 

What if we all had no thinking together 

Wouldn't that be a shame... 

Wouldn't that be impossible 

And you would be bored 

'cause you wouldn't want it any other way...