Dirty Weekend Lyrics - Rod Stewart

You book the hotel I'll pack the bags honey 

You phone the airlines I'll call a cab 

When will you return well that all depends 

Just tell your mother that you're staying with friends 

Cuz I know that you're my best friend's girl 

But it's the weekend I don't give a hell 

I'll bring the red wine you bring the ludes 

Your mother's doctor must be quite a dude 

We'll hang the 'Don't Disturb' outside our door 

I'm gonna rock you till your pussy's sore 

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Oh my sweet Diana I can't wait for the manana 

There's a hotel down in Mexico just made for two 

But I don't think you trust me and I can't say I blame you 

My reputation precedes me you ain't never gonna leave me 

Soon as we get there I'll go check in 

Mr and Mrs Smith of Abilene 

You get naked honey I'll get down 

I'm gonna chase you around 

and 'round and 'round and 'round 

You say you can't stand monotony 

I say what happened to fidelity 

Dirty weekend made for two 

Just me and you honey 

I wanna love that can last for ages 

not the trash you've been giving to strangers 

Don't want to make your two big brothers brothers annoyed 

Do you think you'll get the polaroid?