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How many people look forward to Monday's? Not many. Monday's get a bad rap. Just imagine, this comin' Monday just might be your day...in a good way.
Lyrics
Sally enrolled in a very fine school. Studied real hard, followed every rule. Fell in love with a druggie, got her heart broke. Young lover headin' home for a pit stop.
Monday morning is a new game. Monday morning is a clean slate. When you ask for another chance, you got a Monday comin' your way. Get up, put on a new face. Monday morning, this could be your day.
Bobby is the quarterback in High School. His fans wear his number, say he's pretty cool, till he played nine games and he won none. Now Bobby's sittin' home havin' no fun with no one.
Monday morning is a new game. Monday morning is a clean slate. When you ask for another chance, you got a Monday comin' your way. Get up, put on a new face. Monday morning, this could be your day.
Tuesday, Wednesday don't let up. Thursday, Friday you've had enough. The weekend just flies by so fast, that's why Monday morning is a brand new tank of gas.
Johnny took a job sellin' door to door, pitchin' lawn care, internet, cleaner for the floor. He made zero friends, walked ten miles. Boss man says, It just takes a while.
Monday morning is a new game. Monday morning is a clean slate. When you ask for another chance, you got a Monday comin' your way. Get up, put on a new face. Monday morning, this could be your day.
Every Monday morning, this could be your day.
Every Monday morning, this could be your day.