Veronica Sawyer
Looking out my window
Nothing to do but to drive in circles
Well, I don’t want to have to go home tonight
Up and down the boulevard
How did I survive in suburbia
When there’s nothing to do
And they take away what I love to do the most, yeah
Friday night, you’re not gonna get it
Saturday, you try to give me one more
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
I head back to my backyard
I know life’s rough but sometimes it’s really hard
To do what I love to do the most, yeah
Now I’m stuck, I’m back in the loop again
I’m not gonna lose and I know I’m never gonna win
Sometimes life is just that way
We all say
Friday night, you’re not gonna get it
Saturday, you try to give me one more
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
Friday night, you’re not gonna get it
Saturday, you try to give me one more
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
And now the weekend comes and I try to get inside
But the guy at the door tells me that I’m denied
Friday night, you’re not gonna get it
Saturday, you try to give me one more
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
Friday night
Saturday
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
Friday night
Saturday
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
Friday night, you’re not gonna get it
Saturday, you try to give me one more
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
You try to give me one more
You try to give me one more
Friday night
Saturday
Sunday morning, just waiting for the
afternoon so I can be a kid again
