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Friday, Monday, comes around |
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She's a girl with the weight of the world on her big brown eyes |
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She's a girl who's been talking to herself to apologize |
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She'll never do it again she promised |
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But then she hasn't been all that honest |
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Can she trust herself to be herself |
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Or is she talking to herself again |
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Hey Friday what you gonna do now |
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When Monday comes around |
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Hey Friday what you gonna do now |
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When Monday comes around |
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When Monday comes around |
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Come around, when Monday comes around |
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Monday comes wondering where do you run to find a second start |
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Where do you go when you're broke and alone and Friday falls apart |
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Yeah, yeah |
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All these questions are leaving her shaking |
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Can you be two girls in one |
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Can your heart bend this much without breaking |
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You know that you know and you can never have it both ways |
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Hey Friday what you gonna do now |
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When Monday comes around |
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Hey Friday what you gonna do now |
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When Monday comes around |
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When Monday comes around |
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Come around, when Monday comes around |
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Come around, when Monday comes around |
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Come around, when Monday comes around |
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Don't take it easy |
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Don't take it easy |
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Who says somebody's giving and taking, giving and taking |
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Everybody's taking away |
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(Monday comes around...) |
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Friday, Monday, comes around... |
