Rod Stewart – Dirty Weekend Lyrics  Share

From Rod Stewart's album: Blondes Have More Fun

(Rod Stewart / Gary Grainger)

You book the hotel I^,ll pack the bags honey
You phone the airlines I^,ll call a cab
When will you return well that all depends
Just tell your mother that you^,re staying with friends
Cuz I know that you^,re my best friend^,s girl
But it^,s the weekend I don^,t give a hell

I^,ll bring the red wine you bring the ludes
Your mother^,s doctor must be quite a dude
We^,ll hang the ^,Don^,t Disturb^, outside our door
I^,m gonna rock you till your pussy^,s sore

Oh my sweet Diana I can^,t wait for the manana
There^,s a hotel down in Mexico just made for two
But I don^,t think you trust me and I can^,t say I blame you
My reputation precedes me you ain^,t never gonna leave me
[ Dirty Weekend lyrics from
http://www.musiclyricsnow.net/r/rod-stewart/dirty-weekend/ ]

Soon as we get there I^,ll go check in
Mr and Mrs Smith of Abilene
You get naked honey I^,ll get down
I^,m gonna chase you around
and ^,round and ^,round and ^,round
You say you can^,t stand monotony
I say what happened to fidelity
Dirty weekend made for two
Just me and you honey
I wanna love that can last for ages
not the trash you^,ve been giving to strangers

Don^,t want to make your two big brothers brothers annoyed
Do you think you^,ll get the polaroid?
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