Weekend Boy

Take up all of my days You can waste them I'm assigned to the way that it might be true Although I never wanted to I'm a sucker for all of the madness Take someone I don't know Make some magic too Darlin', if you want, I'll fall out of the blues for you I can be your weekend boy You can be my little secret Keep my head above the noise Treat me, baby, like you mean it If I was a fallen star You could stick me on the ceiling too I don't need much than just a little bit of you Call me every day Call me distant And I'll go spinning out my head when I miss you too Dancing 'round my living room, mm-hm I guess I'll rearrange the hand I usually play Now that I've found a place I wanna stay, I wanna stay And hear you say I can be your weekend boy You can be my little secret Keep my head above the noise Treat me, baby, like you mean it If I was a fallen star You could stick me on the ceiling too I don't need much than just a little bit of you (Thinkin' about that -, ah) Every week, baby Every week, baby You're all that I need, yeah Give more than I need to me Every week, baby Every week, baby You're all that I need, yeah Give more than I need to me