Young and Divine

Weekdays turn into Weekends happens every night now leaves me wondering what have i done, nothing turns into a something keep my fingers crossed and nothing can go wrong everything goes according to plan IT MAKES ME SICK im taking the fall for this s

Who's the other guy? And what's he got on me? Take me for a ride, with your apologies Keep me on the side If you should ever change your mind I'll wait here patiently Show me you're alive Just show me somethin' I'm begging you to die, Friday with me

Shake that bubble (bubble, bubble) Baby, baby you wanna Baby, baby you gotta Baby, baby you wanna Shake that bubble tonight ('Cause it's a party) 'Cause it's the time That the ladies all hit the club And we're all leanin' out the line 'Cause we know

Weekdays Weekdays turn into the weekends It happens every night now Leaves me wondering what have I done wrong Nothing turns into a something Keep my fingers crossed and nothing can go wrong Everything goes according to plan It makes me sad I'm taken

Well you'll be driving home With your mind in two different places I'm one, just one of those But little do you know Well, I'm rolling loud and clear through your stereo Hung yourself to the radio, you're something now Yeah, It's better than nothing