Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Golden Section
• Titre: Only At Weekends
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
She's supporting him all week, a game of hide and seek. He slept with her best friend, on him she can't depend. But she still wants him though and so this feeling grows. Then tempers start to flare, she just drinks and stares. Another weekend warrior, he doesn't know what's wrong with her. She's out back by the wheelie bin, throwing up and trying to sing. He shouts at her "come back inside", mascara streaming from her eyes. She spits at him and tries to stand, he slaps her, grabs her by the hand. Drinks are thrown as anger grows, he raised a fist but then they kiss and tears are wiped away from eyes. Is this a blessing in disguise? It's a normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. It's a normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. Been driving cabs all week, sitting in the same old seat. Trying to make ends meet, he's got to keep her sweet. Pick up at one o'clock, down by Chicago Rock. Girl's got sick in her hair, thank God it's the last fayre. Gets back to the life he drinks, she's standing by the kitchen sink. She throws a glass, he dodges past, it smashes on the wall behind. It's a normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. A normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. It's a normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. A normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. A normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight. A normal Saturday night, the usual Saturday fight.