Monday morning, Monday morning So pathetic, so annoying All my life is sad and boring Why is it always Monday morning to me
But Friday wakes the dead and heals the lonely Two sevenths of your life’s what you have only If that is good, it’s gotta be OK When the weekend’s here, don’t let it go away Till Monday
Monday morning, Monday morning Kicks the door in, there’s no warning Take the subway, start the swarming Nine to five it’s Monday morning today
But Friday wakes the dead and heals the lonely Two sevenths of your life’s what you have only I wouldn’t have it any other way When the weekend’s here, don’t let it go away Till Monday