Don’t Mess With My Weekend

Lyrics

[Intro] Don't you mess with my weekend Don't you mess with my weekend, hey [Verse 1] So rain rain, go away Come back again, on a weak day And tell that thunder not to holler so loud Tell that lightning stop roarin' a crowd 'Cause I done, done shine my shoes And I done, done combed my hair You're crazy if you think I ain't goin' nowhere [Verse 2] 'Cause I got to be with my baby, oh yeah I don't mean maybe, I got a pocket full of money I'm just itchin' to spend I got a brand new set of teeth that I reserve just to grin [Hook] Don't mess with my weekend So don't you try to mess with my weekend [Verse 3] So tell the birds they might as well sing Tell the bears to go to head on in me Tell the stars, come on out and shine Tell those clouds I'm sick of their cryin' [Refrain] 'Cause I got to be with my baby, you know I don't mean maybe, I got a $100 suit I'm just itchin' to wear I feel like knockin' out that Fred Astaire [Hook] Don't mess with my weekend So don't you try to mess with my weekend Don't you mess with my weekend Don't you mess with my weekend [Verse 4] 'Cause you know, all week long I've been at work And every sunday morning you can find me at church Every saturday night I'm at the function at the junction And every monday morning, the time clock I punch So Weatherman, don't you mess with my weekend Please Mr. Weatherman, don't mess with my weekend [Outro] Don't mess with my weekend Don't mess with my weekend Don't mess with my weekend