Lyrics:
I been looking for a girl like you
Someone to just kick it to
Champagne glasses
Yeah dinner for two
I'm a always make time for you
On Monday Tuesday
In the morning on a Monday
Sipping slowly on my coffee
With its flavor that I savor on my tongue
Thinking about everything
And not thinking 'bout
Lord knows if I win on Sunday
Monday I'm bound to lose
The good Lord knows if I win on Sunday sinners
For sure on Monday morning I'm surely bound
Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along
Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along
of my daze
Trapped here in this chilling, concrete filled town
Spend my Monday mornings coming down
Spinnin' across this dance floor in this pint sized
used to carry her satchels
She used to walk by my side
But when we got to her doorstep
Her dad wouldn't let me inside
One Monday morning,
Found out I'd
Rocket died dead on Monday
By Tuesday he was in the ground
Rocket died dead on Monday
His guitar was all they found
(it made no sound?)
I'm walking
saying to you
Good morning heartache, what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't chase you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
saying to you
Good morning heartache, what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't chase you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
la la la la
I used to carry her satchels
She used to walk by my side
But when we got to her doorstep
Her dad wouldn't let me inside
One Monday
of the time
Feel a little sad on Sunday morning
Feel a little bad by Sunday night
Feel a little sick on Monday morning
But Monday evening I feel alright
back
The b’ys are back
The b’ys are back
The b’ys are back
Monday morning I’ll be back on the boat
More fish to be had while we’re afloat
But misses she
La la la la la la Lemonade
By the weekend you are counting your capital gains
Make make make that lemonade
Monday morning you've got seven cents
the morning
And I'm dreading like it's Monday again
Felt like ages since I met you
Longed for moments where we chose to
Keep on talking day and night
Never
I'm glad that Monday is done
Then Wednesday
And Thursday fly by
Then on Friday and Saturday night
We get happy till Sunday is through
Siesta
of a geocentric model
Deceived by a stationary reference in mind
Not the night but the morning
Well the thought might have helped
That the sun comes up so eager
saying to you
Good morning heartache, what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't chase you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
saying to you
Good morning heartache, what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't chase you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
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