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Monday's child was feeling blue, |
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Tuesday's child who noticed you, |
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Wednesday's child was full of woe, |
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Thursday's child was dressed up |
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With no place to go. |
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Friday's child and |
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Saturday Out there running wild. |
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Since she's met the |
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King of hearts |
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They call her |
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Sunday's child. |
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Sunday's child, oh yeah. |
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Sunday's child, oh yeah. |
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Some they cry all through the night, |
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A few send up a wishing kite. |
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When the day comes to an end, |
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There you sit all alone feeling empty again. |
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Frightened by each sadder day, |
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So long since you smiled. |
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You will find no peace of mind |
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Til you're |
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Sunday's child. |
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Sunday's child, oh yeah. |
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Sunday's child, oh yeah. |
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Every day of the week, |
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Every month of the year, |
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While time is still on your side, |
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Take the love that is here. |
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Take the love that is here. |
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Monday's child was feeling blue, |
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Tuesday's child who noticed you, |
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Wednesday's child was full of woe, |
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Thursday's child was dressed up |
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With no place to go. |
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Friday's child and |
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Saturday Out there running wild. |
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Since she's met the |
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King of hearts |
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They call her |
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Sunday's child. |
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Sunday's child, oh yeah. |
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Sunday's child, oh yeah. |
