| Well it’s a shame about Monday
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| It starts when it ends
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| You’ve got all of your work days to play with your friends
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| You’re blacker than lacquer
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| And smarter than jean
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| And when you drink too much you’re condescendingly mean
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| Well I saw you leaving the other night
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| With a dark haired guy on a motor bike
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| Well my friends said they saw you drunk in the club talking really loud about
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| how you’re in love
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| Hey Tina you’re much meaner than you ever were to me before
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| You’re so bitchy you make me itchy
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| Can’t you just turn me on some more and more so much more
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| Now it’s already Wednesday, Tuesday never came the first three days always feel
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| the same
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| You see you’re weekend coming and you’re planning your fun, you can’t get
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| excited until you’re week is done
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| You raise your glass to your mouth but don’t take a sip just touch the glass to
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| your bottom lip, well all the guys at the bar keep staring you down (down town)
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| Just another see-through guy in town
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| Hey Tina you’re much meaner than you ever were to me before
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| You’re so bitchy you make me itchy
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| Can’t you just turn me on some more
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| (You're in love)
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| And more so much more
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| Well on and on and on and on
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| I don’t wanna wait til our drinks are done
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| On and on and off and on
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| Can we just take a little bit of time to get on
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| Hey Tina you’re much meaner than you ever were to me before
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| You’re so bitchy you make me itchy
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| Can’t you just turn me on some more
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| (you're in love)
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| Hey tina you’re much meaner than you ever were to me before
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| You’re so bitchy you make me itchy
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| Can’t you just turn me on some more and more and more |