If It's a Monday Morning Songtext
von Lee Hazlewood
If It's a Monday Morning Songtext
There were times when being together was fun
And there were times when being apart was even more fun
And there were times when there was nothing but time
And that was no fun
Well, the man just let me out
And I think it′s Monday morning
There's a taste here in my mouth
That tastes like Monday morning
And if I′m tasting my own mouth
If it's Monday morning
Well, I should be doing fine
When I can get you off my mind
And if it's Monday morning
My eyes are a little blurred
For a Monday morning
You′re leaving town, I′ve heard
If it's Monday morning
So goodbye is another word
For Monday morning
But I could be doing fine
If I could get you off my mind
And if it′s Monday morning
Won't someone help me quick?
I′m down and I'm feeling sick
There′s just too much of my head that's showing
God, if you won't help me, then help me help me
Because I′m not exactly sure where I′m going
Well, I know I should go home
If it's Monday morning
′Cause our room is all alone
If it's Monday morning
But I′ll probably get stoned
If it's Monday morning
Then I′ll think I'm doing fine
But I'll bet you′re on my mind
Come next Monday morning
Well, the man just let me out
And I think it′s Monday morning
There's a taste here in my mouth
That tastes like Monday morning
And there were times when being apart was even more fun
And there were times when there was nothing but time
And that was no fun
Well, the man just let me out
And I think it′s Monday morning
There's a taste here in my mouth
That tastes like Monday morning
And if I′m tasting my own mouth
If it's Monday morning
Well, I should be doing fine
When I can get you off my mind
And if it's Monday morning
My eyes are a little blurred
For a Monday morning
You′re leaving town, I′ve heard
If it's Monday morning
So goodbye is another word
For Monday morning
But I could be doing fine
If I could get you off my mind
And if it′s Monday morning
Won't someone help me quick?
I′m down and I'm feeling sick
There′s just too much of my head that's showing
God, if you won't help me, then help me help me
Because I′m not exactly sure where I′m going
Well, I know I should go home
If it's Monday morning
′Cause our room is all alone
If it's Monday morning
But I′ll probably get stoned
If it's Monday morning
Then I′ll think I'm doing fine
But I'll bet you′re on my mind
Come next Monday morning
Well, the man just let me out
And I think it′s Monday morning
There's a taste here in my mouth
That tastes like Monday morning
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