Chisel - Out For Kicks lyrics

I'd never say it's boring. I hate to give myself away. But every Monday morning, what the hell else can I say? And she's not like you, she's like the other ones. And he's only around when things start getting fun. Every Friday evening, I go out and go home alone. But if you catch me leaving, you know I'm a sure ride home. And she's not like you, she's like the other ones. And he's only around when things start getting fun.