Wake up
Jump outta bed
And I'm sneaking in
Always late for class
And now the bell rings
Dancing down the halls
And I'm feeling so fine
Weekend
Hitch up the road
By my best friend's side
Licking sugar cubes and smiling
Real love dropped in like a car crash
How it hit me so hard
Things have changed
And I ain't never felt like this
In my life before
Things have changed
Life aint the same as it used to be
Michael
Hang up the phone
You know the cops are out there
Tappin' to our zone and now
What've I gotten myself into
I'm feeling so high
Well too late
I started to smile
You know I'm feeling out there
Hanging on a tropical isle
With a pillow
Passed out on the front yard
How it hit me so hard
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Wake up
Jump outta bed
And I'm sneaking in
Always late for class
And now the bell rings
Dancing down the halls
And I'm feeling so fine
Weekend
Hitch up the road
By my best friend's side
Licking sugar cubes and smiling
Real love dropped in like a car crash
How it hit me so hard
Things have changed
And I ain't never felt like this
In my life before
Things have changed
Life aint the same as it used to be
Michael
Hang up the phone
You know the cops are out there
Tappin' to our zone and now
What've I gotten myself into
I'm feeling so high
Well too late
I started to smile
You know I'm feeling out there
Hanging on a tropical isle
With a pillow
Passed out on the front yard
How it hit me so hard
Jump outta bed
And I'm sneaking in
Always late for class
And now the bell rings
Dancing down the halls
And I'm feeling so fine
Weekend
Hitch up the road
By my best friend's side
Licking sugar cubes and smiling
Real love dropped in like a car crash
How it hit me so hard
Things have changed
And I ain't never felt like this
In my life before
Things have changed
Life aint the same as it used to be
Michael
Hang up the phone
You know the cops are out there
Tappin' to our zone and now
What've I gotten myself into
I'm feeling so high
Well too late
I started to smile
You know I'm feeling out there
Hanging on a tropical isle
With a pillow
Passed out on the front yard
How it hit me so hard
Writer: EUGENE WOO CHUNG, MATTHEW RYAN TERRY, PHIL BAIER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC