Silent weekend,
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My baby she gave it to me
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Silent weekend,
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My baby she gave it to me.
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She's actin' tough and hardy
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She says it ain't my party
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And she's leavin' me in misery.
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Silent weekend,
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My baby she took me by surprise.
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Silent weekend,
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My baby she took me by surprise.
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She's rockin' and a-reelin'
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Head up to ceiling
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An' swinging with some other guys.
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Silent weekend,
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Oh Lord, I wish Monday would come.
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Silent weekend,
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Oh Lord, I sure wish Monday would come.
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She's uppity, she's rollin',
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She's in the groove, she's strolling
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Over to the jukebox playin' deaf and dumb.
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Well, I done a whole lotta thinkin' 'bout a whole lot of cheatin',
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And I, maybe I did some just to please.
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But I just walloped a lotta pizza after makin' our peace,
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Puts ya down on bended knees.
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Silent weekend,
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Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain.
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Silent weekend,
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Man alive, I'm burnin' up on my brain.
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She knows when I'm just teasin'
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But it's not likely in the season
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To open up a passenger train.
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Silent Weekend
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| Bob Dylan |
