| The same old sounds, the same old sights
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| The same old Friday and Saturday nights
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| We’re out all night, we must have fun
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| It’s hard to know, but it has to be done
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| I’m gonna be relieved when I can finally stop
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| And do the Monday Morning Rock
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| Neon lights of pink and blue
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| A drink in my hand and my arm around you
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| The beat runs on 'till way past dawn
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| The doors open up, there’s a day going on
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| That’s when I know I gotta go home and set my clock
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| To do the Monday Morning Rock
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| Well now everybody all up and down the block
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| Let’s do the Monday Morning Rock
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| No more fun, the weekend’s done
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| We’ve done our duty, now we’re all alone
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| I touch your hand, your eyes meet mine
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| It’s warm, it’s quiet, and I’m feeling fine
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| Let’s turn out all the lights and lock the lock
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| And do the Monday Morning Rock |