Alanis Morissette - The Weekend Song lyrics

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 s** with his ba** 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...