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(ahh ahh) (ooh la la)
Saturday morning, the sky is clear and blue
Pack up the bags,
got nothing else to do
Put on my favorite shades,
step into the sun The weekend's here,
and it's only just begun
Engine's humming a happy little song
Turn up the radio,
we can sing along
Leave the skyline haze behind,
we're heading for the breeze
Weekend driver, racing with the wind
This is the moment where the good times begin
Shiny dashboard, cruising down the bay
Nothing can stop us on this perfect summer day
Oh, weekend driver
Passing the palm trees,
the ocean's getting near
Your smile in the mirror makes my worries disappear
Traffic is moving, but we don't mind the pace We've got our
own groove in this sunny paradise place Engine's humming a happy little
song
Turn up the radio,
we can sing along Leave the skyline haze behind,
we're heading for the breeze
Weekend driver, racing with the wind
This is the moment where the good times begin
Shiny dashboard, cruising down the bay
Nothing can stop us on this perfect summer day (ooh) (ahh ahh)
Under the golden sun,
we are flying free
Just look at the endless blue of the sea Keep your hands
on the wheel, don't ever look back
Weekend driver, racing with the wind
This is the moment where the good times begin
Shiny dashboard, cruising down the bay
Nothing can stop us on this perfect summer day Keep on driving,
under the sun
Saturday magic
has just begun
Tokyo eighty-six (ooh)