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Rearview Mirror
Verse 1
It is friday,
the weekend starts.
I pack my bag,
an leave useless things.
Take my convertible,
open the top,
crank the engine,
out of the garage.
Heading for the weekend.
Trough the traffic jam,
on to the highway,
open the gas cock.
Full throttle,
let the horses go,
the power pushes me into my seat,
the sun burns my face
Pre-Chorus
This is my amusement,
I´m gonna show them my exhaust pipe.
This is my weekend,
I´m gonna leave them tonight.
Chorus
Hey, this is my weekend.
I won´t stay at home.
All the money I earn’
I´ll spent for gas.
I´m gonna race the highway,
´cause this is my way.
I´d like to see new regions,
no matter if there´s sun or rain.
I see my sorrows in the rearview mirror
Like a ship without an anchor.
Verse 2
Give a fart on climate change.
Give a fart on fine dust,
I´ll drive until sensory disorder.
I´ll gonna be ready for work on monday,
Friday, saturday, sunday
these are my days.
Friday, saturday, sunday
This is my weekend.
Pre-Chorus
This is my amusement,
I´m gonna show them my exhaust pipe
Chorus
Hey, this is my weekend.
I won´t stay at home.
All the money I earn’
I´ll spent for gas.
I´ll gonna race the highway,
´cause this is my way.
I´d like to see new regions,
no matter if there´s sun or rain.
I see my sorrows in the rearview mirror
Like a ship without an anchor.
Repeat Verse 1
Solo and End
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