Well I'm running away
From this house on the hill
There's a devil inside
Sitting on the window sill
And it's a wild Friday night
And I'm all on my own
I knocked on every door in town
There ain't one little girl thats home
And everybody's got a date
And the ones that ain't are tired
Well the hell do you do on the weekend honey
When your heart's on fire
And you can go from Tokyo to Rome
Looking for a girl
But it looks to me like the weekend means
Bbdim7 D D(add9) G
Heartache all over the world
Have pity on me
Oh it looks to me like the weekend means
Bbdim7 D(add9) G G7
Heartache, heartache all over the world
He's got lipstike on his collar
She's got fishnets on her legs
I'm at home and ive got nothing
Just this cold and aching head
There must be something dirty
Just blame it on the magazines
Don't read that trash it'll drive you crazy
'Cause the cops invade your dreams
...
And everybody's got a date
And the one's that ain't are tired
Well the hell do you do on the weekend honey
When your heart's on fire
And you can go from Tokyo to Rome
Looking for a girl
But it looks to me like the weekend means
Heartache all over the world
Have pity on me
Oh it looks to me like the weekend means
Cdim7 E(add9) A
Heartache, heartache all over the world