Fin de Semana
Trotsky Vengaran
Weekend
Friday afternoon, I’m out to roam
Cruisin' the neighborhood, lookin' for something to do
Warming up my lips against the wall
Sippin' on cheap wine I bought at the store
Another weekend in the city
Dreamin' of the smell of the sea
Another weekend
Friday night, and I can’t stop walkin'
The girls on the corner started workin'
Right away, I think of you
I was the one to blame for all that went down
Another weekend in the city
Dreamin' of the smell of the sea
Another weekend, wantin' to break free
I don’t wanna think anymore
I just wanna enjoy
I don’t wanna think anymore
Just let myself go
Sunday’s here, and nothing’s changed
The street’s empty, damn it all
I’m headin' to the game, lookin' for the sun
Singin' like never before, with all my heart
