Early Monday morning
And the sun has yet to rise.
My alarm clock is screaming
But I won’t open my eyes.
There are still many hours
Of sleep to be enjoyed,
So I don’t get up on Monday.
(That’s prob’ly why I’m unemployed).
Early Monday morning
And the sun has yet to rise.
My alarm clock is screaming
But I won’t open my eyes.
There are still many hours
Of sleep to be enjoyed,
So I don’t get up on Monday.
(That’s prob’ly why I’m unemployed).
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