Paroles

The alarm clock ting-a-ling ringing in my head I woke up dog-tired, beat down, half dead Trying to recover from another wild weekend Chugging down coffee while I should have been sleeping Well, it sure is Monday, isn't it now? Gotta get myself through the week somehow I had a ball Friday, Saturday and Sunday But it's all over now, and it sure is Monday Oh, I got to the job site at a quarter past nine And somehow I stayed awake til' lunchtime And then I caught a little nap, stretched out in my truck bed My feet still twitching to the music in my head Well, it sure is Monday, ain't it the truth? I partied too hardy, now I'm paying my dues I had a ball Friday, Saturday and Sunday But it's all over now, and it sure is Monday Well, it sure is Monday, ain't it a sin? I gotta work my way through the week again I had a ball Friday, Saturday and Sunday But it's all over now, and it sure is Monday Yeah, it's all over now and it sure is Monday
Writer(s): Dennis Linde Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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