NOTHING BUT A PARTY ON THE WEEKEND

By J.Smith / A. Kubillus

I was hot
hot to trot
I thought I take a ride on down to the spot.
It was late
that’s always great
cause the party gets wilder after midnight
So I call a few friends so we can start our weekend

The place was packed in.
The band was jamming
We was cuttin’ a rug the guys were so snug.
Dancing close oh so close.
Bumping and grooving and swinging and swaying
and pouring with sweat till we almost lost our minds.
Come on pretty baby wrap your arms around me
I wanna feel the beat the beat of your heat
Ooh, hey you dance with me so sweet
Hey bye the way, sweet thing what’s your name?

doo doo nothing but a party on the weekend
doo doo letting it all hang out
No fussin and fightin
feeling fine feeling good vibes.

The look that he gave me was grand
I met a guy so fine the debonair kind.
He took my hand in his hand
proceeded to dance with me
ever so erotically
I thought I would faint
I did, he dipped me and then he kissed me!
doo doo nothing but a party on the weekend
doo doo letting it all hang out
no fussin and fighting
everybody feeling fine feeling fine
Scatting
Funky, yea!