[Verse]     Hey look who’s here     This place is not my home     A change has got to come         Face hot with tears     How was I supposed to know     The ABCs of love       [Pre-chorus]     Salvation lies within     Don’t ask me what I did     When God made her he threw away the formula [Chorus]     We fell in love on a Sunday     By Monday morning I drifted away     All I want is to see her     All I want is to reach my weekend woman     Just can’t seem to get back there     I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic     All I want is to see her     All I want is to reach my weekend woman [Verse]     Get in get out     No time for poetry     You can’t change people’s minds           I’ll meet you there     Your walls are painted green     Our minds have intertwined            [Pre-chorus]     Was this your parting gift     Black eye and bloody lip     10 years from now I still remember every word [Chorus]     We fell in love on a Sunday     By Monday morning I drifted away     All I want is to see her     All I want is to reach my weekend woman     Just can’t seem to get back there     I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic     All I want is to see her     All I want is to reach my weekend woman               [Bridge] I still believe your beautiful lies (I still believe your beautiful lies) You don’t have to die to go to heaven                  I still believe your beautiful lies (I still believe your beautiful lies) It almost makes me feel young again                    [Chorus]     We fell in love on a Sunday     By Monday morning I drifted away     All I want is to see her     All I want is to reach my weekend woman     Just can’t seem to get back there     I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic     All I want is to see her     All I want is to reach my weekend woman          [Outro]     All I want is to reach my weekend woman              All I want is to reach my weekend woman

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque l'histoire d'un amour éphémère, qui a fleuri un dimanche, mais qui semble s'estomper dès le lundi matin. Le protagoniste exprime sa frustration d’être coincé dans la routine des jours de semaine, loin de celle qu'il désire. Il révèle une quête désespérée pour retrouver cette femme, tout en naviguant à travers les tumultes de ses souvenirs et des épreuves passées, réminiscences d’un amour tendre mais compliqué. En somme, c'est une réflexion sur l'amour rencontré au moment le plus inattendu, et sur l'effort, parfois vain, de vouloir le revivre face aux aléas du quotidien. La lutte entre l’aspiration à la passion et la réalité des obligations quotidiennes est palpable dans ses paroles.