|
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. |
|
Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep |
|
Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in the streets |
|
You say Monday's long enough, but this is just the start |
|
Tuesday's just the same as Monday without the surprising part |
|
Wednesday's point of no return |
|
When you've squandered all you've earned |
|
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend. |
|
[x2] |
|
This is all I'm thinking about as the days go by |
|
Spend your life on holiday and even when I die |
|
There could be but one inscription: "This was not his day" |
|
If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday |
|
I can't wait until I maybe |
|
Get off work and see my baby |
|
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend |
|
[x2] |
|
I can't wait until I maybe |
|
Get off work and see my baby |
|
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend |
