Qemists (The)

Lost Weekend (feat. Mike Patton)
It's Friday night and i'm alone,The stars are out and i'm at home,Feel like i'm coming alive,See the knuckles turning white.It's Friday night and no-ones home,I'm in this city all alone,Feel like a carnival tonight,Strap it up and take a ride, ride, woohooAnd round and round she goes,And where she stops no-one knows x 2Feel it coming on, feel it coming on now.I got your moneyWoohoo I got your moneyWoohoo I'll treat you honeyWoohoo I'll keep you up for daysI got your sugar,I'll be your hookerI'll keep you up for days.Saturday night i'm fucking stoned, stonedWhile all the suckers got the jones, jonesSongtexteI'm on the freeway gonna blow, blowThe red lights saying, go, goSaturday night i'm fucking gone, goneAnd all my friends are saying don't, don'tThe world is flashing like a strobe, strobeAnd push the pedal saying woah, woah shitI got your moneyhold on hold onI'll treat you honeyhold on hold onI got your moneyI got your moneyWoohoo I got your moneyWoohoo I'll treat you honeyWoohoo I'll keep you up for daysI got your sugar,I'll be your hookerI'll keep you up for days.Its sunday morning, i'm with youHow did I end up in this roomI'm in a bed that isn't mine,The walls are closing in tight, tightIts sunday morning, i'm with you youYour voice is like a sonic boom, boomAnd round and round she goes,And where she stops no-one knows x 3 Aus Songtexte Mania