Lyrics: I Don't Know

Monday morning is not Monday morning 'til Taylor has his coffee
Friday night is not Friday night 'til Jessie leaves the room sweating
Tuesday morning is not Tuesday morning
'til Nick has his talk with his son
Thursday night is not Thursday night 'til Chris has sex with his boss

Come on to the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get high
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause there's too much time to think
And they're really nice guys

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
'til someone 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 'til the weekend
'Cause there's too much time to think and not much time to cry
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause the weekend we'll be high
Hold off 'til 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 'til the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get by
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause the man upstairs has the really nice guys
Hold off 'til the weekend
'Cause the weekend I'll get high
Hold off 'til 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?
Would that be a shame...
Wouldn't that'd be impossible?
And you would be bored
'Cause you wouldn't want to lead it away