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 sex with his bass      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...