Nic Jones
Текст песни On A Monday Morning

Too soon to be out of my bed
Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper
Fumbling for change for my picture paper
On a Monday morning
On a Monday morning
All on a Monday morning

Oh where did the weekend go?
Where is the whisky and the beer I've tasted?
Gone the same way as the pay I've wasted
On a Monday morning
On a Monday morning
All on a Monday morning

If only the birds were booze
If only the sun was a party giver
If I could just give someone else my liver
All on a Monday morning
All on a Monday morning
All on a Monday morning

My lover she lies asleep
My lover is warm and her heart is mellow
I'd give all the world to share her pillow
On a Monday morning
On a Monday morning
All on a Monday morning

Too soon to be out of my bed
Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper
Fumbling for change for my picture paper
On a Monday morning
On a Monday morning
All on a Monday morning