BILL BACHMANN Lyrics
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THESE ARE THE DAYS
Monday -
Moanin' cause I'm out of money Monday,
Too many moody Mondays in a month, hey-eh,
I motion for the moon to make its way,
Out of this mundane day.
Tuesday -
I choose today not to get in the blues' way,
Too early in the week to share good news, hey-eh,
If I keep Tuesday in my song,
I don't want this day to stay too long.
Wednesday -
Why the "d" in Wednesday it's hard to say,
One too many Wednesdays in a week, hey-eh,
Once a day I sit and pray,
For when Wednesday will a went away.
Thursday -
There's a day that isn't mine or yoursday,
Over thirty Thursdays in a year, hey-eh,
I'm thirsty for the day to go away,
When today will be tomorrow's yesterday.
Friday -
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday,
Sometimes there're five Fridays in July, hey-eh,
If I'm at work, I get paid,
If I'm at home, I get la-zy,
Saturday -
Wake up really late there is no better way,
Sad or happy day it doesn't matter, hey-eh,
Seat a date in your Chevrolet,
Saturday's the day for matinees.
Sunday -
Some will say that Sunday is a fun day,
Find some way that you can get some sun, hey-eh,
Have your honey home by ten,
Son of a gun it's back again,
To Monday -
Moanin' cause I'm out of money Monday,
Too many moody Mondays in a month, hey-eh,
I motion for the moon to make its way, out of this mundane day.