Текст: Marc Thomas. Other. Never On A Monday.

Well its Sunday afternoon, and
Monday is comin up too soon, and
I try to get close to you
But it feels kinda wrong, so
Im movin on

Oh, I got perennial Monday morning bluesbecause, because
Because my Niners are always findin a way to lose
And, well, I spose that Ill be alright
Come Wednesday or Thursday or Friday night

Oham I the only one
To see, to see, to see the magic in the sun?

I never knew that I could
Feel quite this good

Chorus

So, I think
Oh, Im thinking its just about time
To pinch myself and rub my eyes
Because Ive never felt this way
Not on a Monday
Sometimes on a Sunday
But never on a Monday

Well it just seems lately all my stars are lining up, why dont you
Pour a little Pinot, Pinot
Into my, Into my cup
Get in my car
Catch the vibe, and buckle up
Were goin straight to the top

Oh, I never knew that I could
Feel quite this good

Chorus

So, I think
Oh, Im thinking its just about time
To pinch myself and rub my eyes
Cause Ive never felt this way
Not on a Monday
Sometimes on a Sunday
But never on a Monday

Sometimes on a Tuesday
Occasionally on a Friday
Sometimes on a Sunday
But never ever on a Monday