Janice Harrington - Seven Day a Week Man Blues

I want everyone to be quiet. Don't want no one to speak.
I want everyone to be quiet. don't you moan, don't you whisper don't you weep.
Because I'm going to tell you about all my men.
I got one for each day of the week.
I got a Monday man , he irons and wash my cloths.
My Monday man, he irons and wash my cloths. I want to tell you about my Tuesday Man. He buys me all my panty hose..
My Wednesday man, he cooks my beans and rice. My Wednesday man he cooks my beans and rice.
So I guess I'll tell you about my Thursday man , I can't tell you what he does but he sure treats me nice.
My Friday man, He's married and i can't call out his name. My Friday man, he's married and I can't call out his name, so I'll tell you about my Saturday man the Swiss banker I caught, he gives me all my spending change.
My Sunday man , he's the best one of them all.
My Sunday man ,he's the best one of them all.
Because honey when I need some loving my Sunday man, the one I call Dr. Feelgood, the one I call Dr. Good Thing, My Sunday man never stalls.

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