He's not a guy that you'd call understanding

She sees him weekends just to keep her hand in

He's not affectionate and won't be kissed

He never cried when they saw Schindler's List.

He never acted on some great ambition

His hair was ginger but he called it titian

When he admitted that he loved the mission, he had to go.

She's living for the weekend

Going up the west end

Waiting for her two day paradise.

He admitted he'd been scarred in childhood

Born in poppleton and moved to foxwood

The other children thought that he talked funny

He bought their friendship with his pocket money.

He always thought he had a head for business

Coz he bought multipacks of king sized rizzlas.

You couldn't blame a girl for feeling listless, he's got to go.

She's living for the weekend going up the west end

Waiting for her two day paradise

She's going up the west end, Friday night is when she comes alive.

She's living for the weekend, going up the west end, waiting for her two day paradise.

She's living for the weekend

You're living for the weekend, living for the weekend

We're living for the weekend