3 acessos
Sundays I hate most of all
Monday wake up early morning call
Still my eyes they want to sleep on
Without warning I protest
Kick the dog that tripped me
Down the stairs
And my eyes they want to sleep on
Monday morning I've got Friday on my mind
I can't hesitate or even wait to really unwind
How does it make you feel
I feel okay
Dreaming your days away
Ain't no better way
Aren't you just wasting time
This is my life
Don't ask no questions why
Take a ride on cloud nine
Now that's my idea of a real fine time
I'll just sail away
On a distant mind trip any old time of the day
solo
Boss man he say go too slow
I say man it's time for me to go
Cause my eyes they wanna sleep on
Monday morning I've got Friday on my mind
I can't hesitate or even wait to really unwind
How does it make you feel
I feel okay
Dreaming your days away
Ain't no better way
Aren't you just wasting time
This is my life
Don't ask no questions why