Fleetwood Mac - Blue Monday [Jam]

Blue Monday, oh, I hate Blue Monday
Got to work like a dog all day
Then come Tuesday, whoa oh, Tuesday
Got no time, got no time to play

Then come Wednesday, I'll plead you my sigh
Drive to work, got to tire him out
And Thursday is a hard working day
And Friday I get my pay

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

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

Written by:
Dave Bartholomew

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