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Blue Monday Lyrics


Delbert Mcclinton Blue Monday


Blue Monday, how I hate Blue Monday
Got to work like a slave all day
Then come Tuesday, whoa, hard Tuesday
I'm so tired I ain't got no time to play
Wednesday morning, I say to myself
My girl calls, got to tell her that I'm out
'Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day
And Friday I get my pay

Saturday mornin', whoa, Saturday mornin'
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money, yeah, and my honey
And I'm out on the town to play

Sunday mornin' my head is bad
But it's worth it for the time that I had
Now I've got to get my rest
'Cause Monday is a mess

Saturday mornin', whoa, Saturday mornin'
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money, yeah, and my honey
And I'm out on the town to play

Sunday mornin' my head is bad
But it's worth it for the time that I had
But I've got to get my rest
'Cause Monday is a mess



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