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.