On A Monday Morning

Too soon to be out of me bed
 Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper
 Fumblin' for change for me picture paper
 On a Monday morning
 Where has the weekend gone?
 Where is the beer and the wine I've tasted?
 Gone the same way as the pay I've wasted
 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 me liver
 On a Monday morning
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 My love he lies asleep
 My love he is warm and his heart is mellow
 I'd give the whole world just to share his pillow
 On a Monday morning
 Too soon to be out of me bed
 Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper
 Fumblin' for change for me picture paper
 On a Monday morning
 On a Monday morning
 On a Monday morning
 On a Monday morning
 Too soon to be out of me bed