Weekend کے بول

When Friday comes I'll go and drink my head off I'll forget everything That happened this last week I won't regret a single thing On Sunday morning A 36-hour long contact with reality Switch off Now nothing can ruin This weekend Zone out Not nothing will disturb This weekend My beauty Now will spellbind everyone They're gonna carry me in king's chair They're gonna sing my name in big letters Linnea Perfect escapes can go and Kiss my ass in sunsets A golden beach somewhere Is missing my pale skin Like I care I will flip coins in the back room Blow all of your minds I will twist-dance your heads Let go and fall back Let's crush down this weekend Zone out Not nothing will disturb this weekend My beauty Now will spellbind everyone They're gonna carry me in king's chair They're gonna sing my name in big letters Linnea Linnea Linnea Linnea