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 loverman   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