Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lou Doillon
Lou Doillon
Background Vocals
François Poggio
François Poggio
Guitar
Franck M'Boueke
Franck M'Boueke
Background Vocals
Nicolas Subrechicot
Nicolas Subrechicot
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lou Doillon
Lou Doillon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lou Doillon
Lou Doillon
Producer
Adam Greenspan
Adam Greenspan
Mixing Engineer
Nick Launay
Nick Launay
Mixing Engineer
Fabrice Maria
Fabrice Maria
Recording Engineer
Chab
Chab
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
One, two, three, four, five, coffee
No, no he still hasn't called me
Six, seven, eight, nine whiskies
I know he won't
[Verse 2]
I check my watch, my phone
Why, why won't you prove me wrong?
I check my pulse, wonderin' which one is gone
[Verse 3]
'Cause I've got a weekender baby
Weekender baby
Weekender baby
[Verse 4]
One, two, three, four, five, rings
You used to be so quick to pick up
Six, seven, eight, nine knocks
I know you're there
[Verse 5]
It seems too easy to trick me all week
And then Friday he's off to play king of the streets
[Verse 6]
'Cause I've got a weekender baby
Who from Friday noon
Weekender baby
To Sunday eve
Weekender baby
Would rather roam
Than be at home with me
[Verse 7]
One, two, three, four, five, coffees
No, no he still hasn't called me
Six, seven, eight, nine whiskies
I know he won't
[Verse 8]
I check my watch, my phone
Why won't you prove me wrong?
I check my pulse, wonderin' which one is gone
[Verse 9]
'Cause I've got a weekender baby
From Friday noon
Weekender baby
To Sunday eve
Weekender baby
Would rather roam
Than be alone with me
Written by: Lou Doillon
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