| Monday mornings are bittersweet
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| Just like the coffee in my cup
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| It’s what you need but not enough
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| Here without warning, another week
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| I’d rather crawl back into bed
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| And lie with you all day instead
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| Everyone around the world can understand me
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| And this feeling inside
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| Maybe my heart is just a little too demanding
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| Oh, but when I look in your eyes
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| When I look in your eyes baby
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| I need a second Sunday
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| So I can be with you
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| I’m gonna go tell Monday
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| This is something I’ve got to do
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| Another 24 hours
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| Is all that it takes
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| Sometimes love just needs a second Sunday
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| Hey, aren’t you sweet
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| With your hair all in a mess
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| I wonder why did I get dressed
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| When from California to NYC
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| There’s a fever goin' 'round
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| Like the love that we have found
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| Maybe my heart is just a little too demanding
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| Oh, but when I look in your eyes
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| When I look in your eyes
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| I need a second Sunday
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| So I can be with you
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| I’m gonna go tell Monday
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| This is something I’ve got to do
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| Another 24 hours
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| Is all that it takes
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| Sometimes love just needs a second Sunday
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| Another 24 hours
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| Is all that it takes
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| Sometimes love just needs a second Sunday
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| Don’t feel guilty just 'cause we wanna stay in bed
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| If you love me, don’t let the weekend go
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| I need a second Sunday
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| So I can be with you
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| I’m gonna go tell Monday
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| This is something I’ve got to do
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| Another 24 hours
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| Is all that it takes
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| Sometimes love just needs a second Sunday |