(Rod Stewart / Gary Grainger)
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You book the hotel I'll pack the bags honey
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You phone the airlines I'll call a cab
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When will you return well that all depends
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Just tell your mother that you're staying with friends
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Cuz I know that you're my best friend's girl
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But it's the weekend I don't give a hell
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I'll bring the red wine you bring the ludes
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Your mother's doctor must be quite a dude
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We'll hang the 'Don't Disturb' outside our door
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I'm gonna rock you till your pussy's sore
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Oh my sweet Diana I can't wait for the manana
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There's a hotel down in Mexico just made for two
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But I don't think you trust me and I can't say I blame you
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My reputation precedes me you ain't never gonna leave me
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Soon as we get there I'll go check in
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Mr and Mrs Smith of Abilene
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You get naked honey I'll get down
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I'm gonna chase you around
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and 'round and 'round and 'round
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You say you can't stand monotony
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I say what happened to fidelity
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Dirty weekend made for two
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Just me and you honey
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I wanna love that can last for ages
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not the trash you've been giving to strangers
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Don't want to make your two big brothers brothers annoyed
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Do you think you'll get the polaroid?
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Dirty Weekend
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Rod Stewart |