Letras
Blue Monday, how I hate Blue Monday
Got to work like a slave all day
Here come Tuesday, on Tuesday
I'm so tired, got no time to play
Wednesday morning, I peeked through my socks
My gal called, got to tell her that I'm out
This Thursday's a hard working day
Friday I get my pay
Saturday morning, Saturday morning
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money and my honey
And I'm out on the stems to play
Sunday morning my head is bad
But it's worth it for the time that I've had, yes it is
I've got to get my rest
'Cause Monday is a mess
Breeze
Roger, go ahead
Give it up for Breeze, my man on the saxophone
Monday morning, oh Saturday morning
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money and my honey
And I'm out on the stems to play
Sunday morning my head is bad
But it's worth it for the time that I've had
I've got to get my rest
'Cause Monday is a mess