Lyrics:
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
as gone
And then when Thursday came around, I was all alone
So I went for a drive to clear my mind
Ended up at a Shell on I-65
Then I won a hundred
You wrap around me and you give me life
And that's why night after night
I'll be lovin' you right
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday,
Pedro the bull was a killer
King of the bullfighter ringer
He'd wipe up the floor with each brave matador
And have matador stew for his dinner
He
少しだけ lonely
次会えた時は
We can do it all night
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
稼ぎに行く金 (everyday)
全部君のため
Sunday, Monday,
hit different when
It's Thursday night, that
I'm so fucking happy you're alive
(Haha, yeah)
Swear to God, I'm down if you're down
All you gotta say is
felt the sound of your voice (I felt the sound of your voice)
It's all a blur, every Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Yeah, you leave me destroyed
Like I
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
from the bottle (drink)
Say that you a model
Drink all day, play all night
Give a fuck if you shallow
'Cause I got two, two types, two, two types,
me any place or anywhere or anytime
Now I don't care, meet me tonight
If you will dare, I might dare
Call me on Thursday, if you will
Or call me
worth your time
There's so much to do before you die
Thursday night, I think I'm pregnant again
Touch my ass if you're qualified
mamma at all!
Monday night, you didn't show,
Tuesday night, you claimed no dough,
Wednesday night, that same old stall,
Thursday night, you didn't
night
Don't ask me when on a Thursday night
I said oh? Who the hell are you?
You said oh! Well you met me
I said I can guess why
Muffin warm and basket brown
Smiling faces gathered round our dinner table
Close together, hand in hand
[Chorus]
I always cook with honey
heartbeat
My heartbeat
I wanted you to know
Whenever you are around, can't speak
I can't speak
It's late night Thursday
I know that you heard me
But
summer taking cover, rolling thunder
He don't understand me
Splintered back in winter, silent dinners, bitter
He was with her in dreams
Gray and blue
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love that will last past Saturday night
And I've got to know it's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love that will last past Saturday night
And I've got to know it's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love that will last past Saturday night
And I've got to know it's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday
No one break for me, I just got life
I'm in beer class every Thursday night
I was choppered out of sea life, bad advice filled the air
Valour,
night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "We could go hit the Peapods"
I was like "yeah, that's my favorite spot"
Plus I like it there
Your daddy works in porno
Now that mommy's not around
She used to love her heroin
But now she's underground
So you stay out late at night
Monday of the month
I'll always fill up the ice tray when only three cubes remain
And I'll always watch Friends on Thursday nights
I will always brush my
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