| The weekend is the weekend
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| And it’s sunny in the park
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| I’ll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark
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| I’ve got a lot of homework
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| But homework he can wait
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| I never start my homework till its already too late
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| My parents say think about your future and my teachers say the same
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| But it’s hard
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| When there’s a basketball game in the park
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| It’s 1998
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| And everybody’s saying:
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| «Harry, you’re going to be a lawyer some day…»
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| It’s Monday bloody Monday
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| And there’s two things I forgot
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| I forgot to do my homework
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| And I’ve only got one sock
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| I’m halfway through a test
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| But I just can’t concentrate
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| I’m sitting next to Fontaine
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| I want to ask her on a date
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| I really want to start a conversation
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| But each time she walks past
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| I start choking on my pencil
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| And fall flat on my ass
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| I need to concentrate
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| I have to get this grade
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| Or I might fail to be a lawyer someday
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| BRIDGE
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| But just right now
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| Can’t think of anything better to do
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| Than just sit down at the piano and a write this tune
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| And maybe later
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| Maybe later in the afternoon
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| I’ll sit back and relax
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| And think of all the things I’m going to do…
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| Someday…
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| I’ll buy an old car
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| Someday…
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| I’ll get that car to start
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| Someday…
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| I’ll learn how to drive too
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| And then Someday…
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| Imagine all the things I could do
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| (That was 1998 now
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| Bring it forward to the present day now
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| Cause some things have changed
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| But some things never change)
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| The weekend is the weekend
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| And it’s sunny in the park
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| I’ll stay here with my beer and fish 'n' chips till it gets dark
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| I just saw Peter Parsons
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| Who used to be in my class
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| I always gave him wedgies cause I thought he worked too hard
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| He said, «Harry, life is great
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| I feel so happy these days
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| I’m a litigation lawyer
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| So I got it made
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| I’m going out with Fontaine
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| Rememer her from tenth grade?
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| I drive a Porsche so I can’t complain…»
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| Shit! |
| And look at me can’t think of anything better to do
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| Than just sit down at the piano and write this tune
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| And maybe later
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| Maybe later in the afternoon
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| I’ll sit back and relax and think of all the things I’m going to do… |