(a woman laughing)
— Hey, little…
(a woman laughing)
— Ooh…
(a woman laughing)
— I say, how about a little kiss?
(a woman laughing)
— Oh, don't be unkind!
(a woman laughing)
She said,
«There's something in the woodshed
And I can hear it breathing,
It's such an eerie feeling, darling»
He said
«There's nothing in the woodshed
It's your imagination,
End of the conversation, darling»
Something in his heart
Told him to come clean
He was not who he claimed to be
Something in his jeans
Told him to pretend
'Twas something for the weekend
(a woman laughing)
— Oh, come on! You know you want to…
But she said
«There's something in the woodshed
I know because I saw it,
I can't simply ignore it, darling»
So he said
«Now baby, don't be stupid,
Get this into your sweet head
There ain't nothing in the woodshed.
Except, maybe, some wood»
Something in his heart
Told him to come clean
He was not who he claimed to be
Something in his jeans
Told him to pretend
'Twas something for the weekend
«I'll go all the way with you
If you'll only do the same for me, go and see
If it's nothing like you say
Then you can have your wicked way with me»
Weekend
It's something for the weekend
It's something for the weekend
It's something for the weekend
It's something for the weekend
He went down to the woodshed
They came down hard on his head
Gagged and bound and left for dead
When he woke she was gone
With his car and all of his money