Who stole the Weekend Songtext
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Who stole the Weekend Songtext
Who stole the weekend?
Was it you again?
I left on the TV
And it burned out the screen
There\′s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
And I try to regain all the feelings
And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
Who stole the weekend?
Was it you again?
I left on the first train
To a town called mundane
There\'s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
And I try to regain all the feelings
And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
Who stole the weekend?
Was it you again?
I left on the TV
And it burned out the screen
There\′s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
And I try to regain all the feelings
And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
Fall through the floor.
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
Is better than a year with myself
Was it you again?
I left on the TV
And it burned out the screen
There\′s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
And I try to regain all the feelings
And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
Who stole the weekend?
Was it you again?
I left on the first train
To a town called mundane
There\'s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
And I try to regain all the feelings
And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
Who stole the weekend?
Was it you again?
I left on the TV
And it burned out the screen
There\′s a drought in the wake of a perfect smile
And I try to regain all the feelings
And I feel so alive I could fall through the floor
Fall through the floor.
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
A minute with you is better than a year with myself
Is better than a year with myself
Writer(s): Partridge Ella Frances, Reed Neil, Scragg Joel Edwin, Scragg Kieran Marc Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com