Tommy Sparks - Weekend's Over

Oh lover lover lover lover please
You cut my cut my cut my cut my needs
I'm begging begging begging begging you please to let go
I lost my mind and I lost my feet
I got them back with the city beat
I lost myself and I lost my sense
So what
So what
Is there anybody here
When the weekend's over
Weekend's over (x2)
Is there anybody here
Oh brother brother brother brother no
We're dressing fancy but it's just a show
You've got a voice and you let them know
So let's go
I took a photo and I sent it to you
You hawl it back guess that's me and you
I feel it in my bones and I feel it in my heart
You move like a dancer yeah you do it like a dancer
Is there anybody here
When the weekend's over
Weekend's over (x3)
Is there anybody here
And yeah it takes just a little bit of time
Running round and round
Trying to remember
And when you give just a little then you get just a Little bit more
Of her time
Of her time
Is there anybody here
When the weekend's over
Weekend's over (x4)