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 lover man 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