Weekend Lover

Lover, lover
 Lover, lover
 Lover, lover
 Lover, lover
 Straight from heaven and the stars above
 Came the man I love
 But it never did occur to me
 That my handsome loverman
 Was on a family plan
 With a double personality
 Sometimes I stop and ask myself
 What am I doin', where am I goin'
 Sleepin' with a married man
 Oh, but when he holds me in his arms
 Tells me that I'm his lucky charm
 I'm doin' the best I can
 And I'd rather be his weekend lover
 Than no kinda lover at all, yeah
 I'd rather be his weekend lover
 His girl undercover, when the girl my lover doesn't call
 Lucky charm, lost in the arms
 Of your weekend lover
 Lucky charm, lost in the arms
 Of your weekend lover
 Lucky charm, lost in the arms
 Of your weekend lover
 Lover, lover
 Lover, lover
 When he tells me 'bout his boy and girl
 And his uptown world
 I can see the four in his eyes
 Proud as any man can be
 Then he look at me
 With a sadness he can never disguise
 And then he'll stop, take hold of me
 What are you doin', where are you goin'
 Sleepin' with a married man
 Oh, 'cause when he holds my fingertips
 Pressed to the words upon his lips
 I'm doin' the best I can
 I'd rather be his weekend lover
 Than no kinda lover at all, yeah
 I'd rather be his weekend lover
 His girl undercover, when the girl my lover doesn't call
 Lucky charm, lost in the arms
 Of your weekend lover
 Lucky charm, lost in the arms
 Of your weekend lover
 Lucky charm, lost in the arms
 Of your weekend lover, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
 I'd rather be his weekend lover
 Than no kinda lover at all, yeah
 I'd rather be his weekend lover
 His girl undercover, when the girl my lover doesn't call
 A weekend lover, girl undercover
 With nobody at all, yeah
 A weekend, weekend lover