Lyrics Blue Monday - The Jazz Crusaders

Blue Monday

Blue Monday, how I hate blue Monday
Have to work like a slave all day
Here comes Tuesday, oh, hard Tuesday
I’m so tired I’ve got no time to play
Here comes Wednesday, I’m beat to my socks
My gal calls, got to tell her that I’m out
'Cause Thursday is a hard working day
And Friday I get my pay
Saturday morning, oh Saturday morning
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money and my honey
And I’m out on the stem to play
Sunday morning my head is bad
But it’s worth it for the time I have had