Wish i may wish i might That i'll have some candy tonight People come people go Well i guess i'm a little slow There are good weekends and there are good weekends And then they all come to an ends Chilli peppers that are red hot And speed limits that can be shot
Airport goodbyes and airborne studying Last minute notifications and old school gatherings Baked fish family dinners aka jail break spectators Homosexuality in french in english is an art film Dim lighting and acquaintances with Mr, Walker, Johnnie Oh, and the air steward/ess (s) on the other side
Early morning transforming and a beautiful afternoon face Indecisive walks and lazy drinks on a bed Taxi rides in the dark and Mark Hoppus leading the way Friends in my house when i'm not home* Pizza, metal belts, roast chicken & toycars Hey! Ho! Its off to ZOUK we go!
Contestant No. 7 and a few free jugs.cheers. Perhaps leaving early , like french, is an art. Eyes popping at closed signs @ airport. Diversions and rice. Rooftop rock.
Sunday silence and a jury for a price. Waiting for a departure which never arrived Deciding to leave for no replies. The skies opened, and then we smiled Even though it took awhile. Dip, dive, dodge & get rice on your pants. Alone in a crowd. And taking skeletons in uniform outta the closet.
There are good weekends and there are good weekends.
A bird stuck on a barb wired fence And it was monday again.
I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND
thispoemisaboutmyweekendthankyoualliloveditanditmeantalot. noone will understand the whole thing, only the parts that involved you.