Weekends Lyrics - Singles - Dan Webb

On the bus, make a move 

Talking cheap, mirrored view 

On a lead without a clue 

Take a seat for twenty-two 

I see you in the back of the hideout 

You stand and walk towards me 

I don't really wanna know what you do on weekends 

I just wanna know what all the fuss is about 

I don't really wanna know what you do on weekends 

I just wanna know why they keep checking you out 

Hearing talk of big events 

Hearing squawk of swig lament 

Hearing talk of moments past 

Here the words speak twice as fast 

I see you in the back of the hideout 

You stand and walk towards me 

I don't really wanna know what you do on weekends 

I just wanna know what all the fuss is about 

I don't really wanna know what you do on weekends 

I just wanna know why they keep checking you out 

You got lost in the basement 

Hit your head on the floor 

Now your draggin' those flat feet 

Right back to my door 

Tell you to go away 

You don't like what I say 

You gotta save it for later 

Cos there's no time to go play 

I don't really wanna know what you do on weekends 

I just wanna know what all the fuss is about 

I don't really wanna know what you do on weekends 

I just really wanna know what it's all about