A week full of weekends
Ain't all there is to life
And you find there's quite a difference
Between a girlfriend and a wife
Will she mind sitting up all night
With a baby daughter frowning with fever
Bathing her forehead hour after hour
And praying by morning it'll leave her?
Will she know the right words for the grocier
When her credits no good anymore?
And will she accept the times she'll feel like fourty
When she knows she's only twenty-four?
A week full of weekends
Ain't all there is to life
And you find there's quite a difference
Between a girlfriend and a wife
Will she stay by you when the rents due
And there's no money coming in?
And will she understand not getting that new dress
She's waited for since God knows when?
Can she choose between new shoes for the kids
And a payment for the bank?
Will she do all these things
The way I did
And expect only love
Never even thanks?
A week full of weekends
Ain't all there is to life
And you find there's quite a difference
Between a girlfriend and a wife