Victoria Aitken - Weekend Lover Lyrics

I don’t wanna be a weekend lover
(repeated)
Loving all your flattery
the way you talk to me
loving all the champagne
It seems a little lame
You might wanna take me there
now I no longer care
If u got to know me
You’d see a another me
Trips to Milan & Japan
Sending flowers
up on the phone for hours & hours
loving your smile
& all that you give
But why do I feel this way
I wanna live

Don’t want to bust your bubble
You’re my bit of trouble
Not one for loves games
You men are all the same
Who do you think I am ?
Am not your one nightstand
You think you’ve one the prize
I’ve seen beyond the lies..
Trips to Milan & Japan
Sending flowers
up on the phone for hours & hours
I’m loving your smile
& all that you give
But why do I feel this way
I wanna live


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