Weekend lover, part-time friend
funny how a hundred weekends can end
Sunday evening, shut the door
I won't see you face on Friday no more
and I know, I should have fit you in,
made the time, played to win
but I tried to get your love for free
but no one good, could ever be a weekend lover, not that long,
even when I gave myself you got me wrong
I thought I had you but you ran
And I lost my weekend lover 'cause I was a part-time man,
A weekend lover
Weekend lover, part-time friend
funny who ends up the loser in the end
And I know, you tried to see it through,
marking time, keeping true
and you made, the most from what you got,
you made it good,
but, I forgot my weekend lover, now I've learned
that you only get to keep what you have earned
I thought I had you, but you ran
And I lost my weekend lover 'cause I was a part-time man,
A weekend lover