| I’d rather be, rather be, rather be
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| Naked, naked, naked, naked
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| Rather be naked rolling in the sun with someone
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| Infatuated with all my off-key dopey syndromes
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| Than fully clothed in, this kitchen court, domestic tantrums
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| We once held sacred, before time desecrated
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| Sundays were days we danced beneath the rain
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| Consider we both have change of hearts and rearrange
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| Can I keep the Mondays for my own?
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| Leave it up to Tuesdays, your day
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| Go together Wednesdays, long run
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| We go together, we go together
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| Can I keep the Mondays?
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| Leave it up to Tuesdays
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| We go together Wednesdays
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| You know I love you, babe
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| You know I love you, babe
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| This song is my ticket, to flip the old habits, stepson
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| No harm intended, all I do, I do for fun
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| Fight just to get it, fight just to get it done
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| I’d rather be naked, I’d rather be naked on
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| Sundays were days we danced beneath the rain
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| Consider we both have change of hearts and rearrange
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| Can I keep the Mondays for my own?
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| Leave it up to Tuesdays, your day
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| Go together Wednesdays, long run
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| We go together, we go together
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| Can I keep the Mondays for my own?
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| Leave it up to Tuesdays, your day
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| Go together Wednesdays, long run
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| We go together, we go together
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| Can I keep the Mondays?
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| Leave it up to Tuesdays
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| We go together Wednesdays
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| You know I love you, babe
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| You know I love you, babe
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| Can I keep the Mondays?
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| Leave it up to Tuesdays
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| We go together Wednesdays
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| You know I love you, babe
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| You know I love you, babe |