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Well I can feel it filling in When it’s Friday night Young blood flowing through my veins, full of fight Probably do a bunch of things that just ain’t right Well hell, ain’t that what the weekend’s for Windows down, the seat way back, and the radio up Natural eye between my legs in a Dixie cup Not a care in the world, just don’t leave it up Well, the night it opens wide City and the stars align Ain’t it wonderful to be alive Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Searching for the heart and soul of the night Oh, of the night Monday morning, still laughing about what we did and said Girls and booze and attitude swimming in my head Worth every moment, every second, no regrets Keeping one eye on the prize City and the stars align Ain’t it wonderful to be alive Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Letras de cancionesSearching for the heart and soul of the night Woah, of the night Years fly by, the scene it shifts overnight Little less stealing, little less stealing, little less flight Kids are in bed, there’s a buzz in my head, sparks ignite I still got fumes in my tank for another ride Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Ain’t that what the weekend’s for City and the stars align Ain’t it wonderful to be alive Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Ain’t that what the weekend’s for Searching for the heart and soul of the night From Letras Mania