Blue Monday
 

Written by D. Bartholomew & F. Domino; Sung by L. Buckingham
 

Blue Monday, well, I hate blue Monday
I got to work like a slave all day
Then come Tuesday, woah, oh Tuesday
And I'm so tired, got no time to play 
Then come Wednesday, I'm beat to my socks
My gal calls, got to tell her that I'm out
'Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day
And Friday I get my pay

Saturday morning, woah, Saturday morning
All my tiredness has gone away
I've got my money and my honey
And I'm out on the street to play

Sunday morning, I'm feelin' 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

Oh, Saturday morning, woah, Saturday morning
All my tiredness has gone away
I've got my money and my honey
And I'm out on the street to play

Sunday morning, I'm feelin' 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

 

WEBMISTRESS speculates:

I hear Lindsey was just goofing around with this one. The deep meaning? Mondays reek - a universal truth, whether you're Fats Domino, Lindsey Buckingham, or the guy from the supermarket who asks "Paper or Plastic?" Well, OK, perhaps Mondays reek a little worse for that last guy.

 

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