B-MONDAY
Blue Monday, how I hate blue Monday,
have to work like a slave all day.
Here comes Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday,
I'm so tired, got no time to play.
But here comes Wednesday,
I'm beat to my socks.
My girl calls, got to tell her that I'm out,
'Cause Thursday is a hard working day,
and Friday I get my pay.
* Saturday morning, oh Saturday morning,
all my tiredness has gone away.
Got my money and my honey,
and I'm out on the stem to play.
But Sunday morning my head is bad,
but it's worth it for the time that I've had.
But I've got to get my rest,
'cause Monday is next.
…….Instrumental……..
Repeat *……….
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