Every Day Of The Week - Lyrics - Mind, Body And Song - Jade

Title: Every Day Of The Week
Album: Mind, Body And Song
Artist: Jade
Composer(s): Robert Veale Jerald, Antonina Armato, Ken Miller

Lyric:
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Ooh, whoa, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yeah

You were lookin' so good to me
The night we met, I could not see
How deep you were to penetrate my heart, mmm

Now that some time has passed
It made me think this was meant to last
I never wanna be apart, oh, no, no

Don't let me fool you
If I'm actin' kinda cold to you
It's just a little game I like to play

?Cause when we're together
It just keep getting better
If I had my way

When do I wanna see you
When do I wanna please you
Every day of the week

When do I wanna love you
When am I thinking of you
Every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

I only wanted good times, baby
You wanted the same
So maybe this is written in the stars for us, mmm

All I know is with you inside me
The more we kiss, the more I like it
I never wanna give you up

When do I wanna see you
(See you)
When do I wanna please you
Every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

When do I wanna love you
(Ho, oh)
When am I thinking of you
Every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Every, every day of the week)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Baby, baby, yeah)

I wanna see you
I wanna have you, baby
Baby, I need you to be right my side
I wanna love you

When do I wanna see you
(Ho)
When do I wanna please you
(No)
Every day of the week
(Every, every day of the week)

When do I wanna love you
(Oh)
When am I thinking of you
(Oh, ooh, no)
Every day of the week
(Every day)

When do I wanna see you
(Oh, oh)
When do I wanna please you
(Yeah)
Every day of the week
(24/7, baby)

When do I wanna love you
(Oh, yeah)
When am I thinking of you
(I need you)
Every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Every day)
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(All day long, anytime you need me, baby)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(I love you)
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(You know I love you, every day, every day)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

When do I wanna see you
When do I wanna please you
(I think I need you)
Every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

When do I wanna love you
(When will)
When am I thinking of you
Every day of the week
(Monday)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Every day)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Boy, I'm thinking of you, every day, yeah, yeah)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

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Goodbye Sunday - Lyrics - Everything But The Girl

Title: Goodbye Sunday
Artist: Everything But The Girl
Composer(s): Ben Watt, Tracey Thorn

Lyric:
Slowly runs the lazy river
And in it I pitched all my dreams
And all the things I ever wanted
And watched them heading slowly downstream

For I have learned that such things fade
Like photographs and family holidays
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday

I guess you'd like me to throw away
That box of diaries and old letters
For they do nothing but feed my memories
But really you should know me better

For I am too fond of the past
But I think I am learning at last
That every Monday is goodbye Sunday
That every Monday is goodbye Sunday

Yes, it's true that I cling to things
That I should leave behind
As if those were the golden days
Well, I just hope that you really don't mind

Slowly runs the lazy river
For I am too fond of the past
But look I'm happy at last
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday

That every Monday is goodbye Sunday
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday

And every Monday is goodbye Sunday
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday

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Monday Monday - Lyrics - Wilson Phillips

Title: Monday Monday
Artist: Wilson Phillips
Composer(s): John Phillips

Lyric:
Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday, Monday
It was all I hoped it would be

Oh Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening
You would still be here with me

Monday, Monday
Can't trust that day
Monday, Monday
Sometimes it just turns out that way

Oh Monday morning
You gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday
How could you leave and not take me?

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Of the week is fine, yeah

But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin'
All of the time

Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday, Monday
It was all I hoped it would be

Oh Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee, no
That Monday evening
You would still be here with me

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Of the week is fine, yeah

But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin'
All of the time

Monday, Monday
Can't trust that day
Monday, Monday
Just turns out that way

Oh, Monday, Monday
Don't go away
Oh, Monday, Monday
It's here to stay

Monday, Monday
Monday, Monday
Oh, don't go away

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Monday Monday - Lyrics - Marianne Faithfull

Title: Monday Monday
Artist: Marianne Faithfull
Composer(s): John Phillips

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Lyric:
Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be

Oh, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening
You would still be here with me

Monday, Monday
Can't trust the day
Monday, Monday
Sometimes it just turns out that way

On Monday morning
You gave me no warning of what was to be
On Monday, Monday
How could you believe and not take me?

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Of the week is fine, yeah

But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying
All of the time

Monday, Monday
So good to me
Monday morning
It was all I hoped it would be

Oh, Monday morning
Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening
You would still be here with me

Every other day
Every other day
Every other day
Of the week is fine, yeah

But whenever Monday comes
But whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying
All of the time

Monday, Monday
Can't trust the day
Monday, Monday
Don't go away

Oh, Monday, Monday
Don't go away
Oh, Monday, Monday

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Every Day Is A Monday - Lyrics - Laura Pausini

Title: Every Day Is A Monday
Artist: Laura Pausini
Composer(s): Andreas Michael Carlsson, Alistair James Thomson

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Lyric:
Feels like I've been frozen in time
And I'm looking for an easy way
To get on with my life

But I know you're the one to tell
I've been putting on a masquerade
I ain't doing that well

Everything is crushed
And I'm losing this game
I can't help myself but wonder
Do you feel the same?

How could I ever say goodbye
Every day is a Monday
Without you by my side
I must have been a fool to try
'Cause every day is a Monday
Without you in my life

Tell me it's a big mistake
'Cause I kind of learned my lesson
More than I can take

Freedom I don't trust your face
I don't wanna be the one
Who is running, oh no way

Everything is crushed
And I'm losing this game
I can't help myself but wonder
Do you feel the same?

How could I ever say goodbye
Every day is a Monday
Without you by my side
I must have been a fool to try
'Cause every day is a Monday
Without you in my life

We work the weekend
Always living to be free
Now I'm stuck in a Monday
When I need you everyday of the week

How could I ever say goodbye
Every day is a Monday
Without you by my side
I must have been a fool to try
'Cause every day is a Monday
Without you in my life

I must have been a fool to try, oh baby
How could I ever say goodbye
Every day is a Monday
Without you in my life
Every day is a Monday

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Every Monday - Lyrics - Hey! - Marvelous 3

Title: Every Monday
Album: Hey!
Artist: Marvelous 3
Composer(s): Bradley Glenn Walker

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Lyric:
I was checked in by 4, put the sign on the door
Looked out the window of the 17th floor
Talked to the city, that knows me by name
And all the bad things that I do

I shed 5 bitter tears into 5 bitter beers
Looked at my watch
And said, "Where have the years gone?
I'm wastin' away like a castle of clay
That's slowly crumblin' too"

Every Monday, I get this pain
Every Wednesday, it hits my brain
Every Friday I die, 'cause everyday
I still think of you

I was fucked up by 5, talkin' nothin' but jive
Told the bartender he'd never take me alive
All of this because my favorite show
Was canceled last night on TV

So I called up Marie, she has sex for free
But for ten bucks an hour, she'd listen to me
Talk about rock stars and models on dope
And why I can't cope with this scene

Every Monday, I get this pain
Every Wednesday, it hits my brain
Every Friday I die, 'cause everyday
I still think of you

Every Monday, I get this pain
Every Wednesday, it hits my brain
Every Friday I die, 'cause everyday
I still think of you

Talk like you, eat like you
Breathe like you, sleep like you
Everyday I still want you

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Lonely Monday Morning - Lyrics - Snow

Title: Lonely Monday Morning
Artist: Snow
Composer(s): Jackie Mittoo, Darrin O'Brien, Wilbert Williams, Shawn Moltke, Edmond Leary

Lyric:
Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
Informer dem pon every corner, alright alright yeah
Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
And I didn't have no company, alright alright

Police them come an' now they blow down me door
One him come crawl through, through my window
So, then they put me in the back the car at the station
From that point on me reach my destination

When the destination reached, it was the east detention, where them
Whipped down me pants, looked up me bottom
Can't take the pressure man me can't take the pain
So, babala babala boom a me say release the chain

Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
And I didn't have no company, alright alright yeah
Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
Informer dem pon every corner, alright alright yeah

Me and other man me say use one shower
Bigger they are they think they have more power
They're pon the phone me say there for hour
Me for want to use it once an' now me call me lover

The lover who I'll be calling is the one Tammy
An' me love her in me heart me say down to belly
You never know say daddy me snow me are the article don
Yes, sir daddy me snow me I'll go sing it nice song

Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
And I didn't have no company, alright alright yeah
Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
Informer dem pon every corner, alright alright yeah

Listen for me you better listen for me lord
Listen for me you better listen for me a
When me rockin' the microphone me rock it steady
You never know say daddy me snow me wickedest man a
But in the in an' the out of a dance them they say where you come from
People them say you come from Jamaica

But me born an' raised in the ghetto that's the one I want you to know
Pure black people mon that's all I mon know
Yeah me shoes are tear up an' me toes used to show
This in a de something that you mustn't really know so

Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
And i didn't have no company, alright alright yeah
Lonely lonely lonely Monday morning
Informer dem pon every corner, oh yeah yeah yeah alright yeah

So, me come with a nice young lady
Intelligent, yes she's gentle an' irie
Everywhere me go, me never left her at all
Yes, it's daddy snow me are the roam dance mon

Roam between a dancin' in a in a nation-a
You never know say daddy me snow me are the boom shakata
Me never lay-a down flat in that one cardboard box
Me I'll go reachin' at the top
He say daddy me snow me I go sing it non stop
Me I go reachin' a de back me I'll go straight to de top

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Blue Monday Hangover - Lyrics - Frostbite - Albert Collins

Title: Blue Monday Hangover
Album: Frostbite
Artist: Albert Collins
Composer(s): G Gaple, D Malone

Lyric:
Well, the first thing Monday mornin'
I drink black coffee, to clear my head
Yes, every Monday mornin'
I drink black coffee and I clear my head

Because, every Sunday night without you, baby
It's Blue Monday, you know baby, you know my soul is dead

Big Boss Man
I can hear you call my name
Yes, Big Boss Man, Big Boss Man
Oh, I can hear you call my name

You know, I just don't feel like it is mornin', baby
It's a sin, you know ain't it a sin?

I can hear Blue Monday callin'
But this old hangover, just won't let me go
Yes, I can hear Blue Monday callin'
But this old hangover, just won't let me go

Yes, but every time I try to get up, baby
I feel like I'm just goin' down slow

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Everyday Thugs - Lyrics - T.H.U.G.S. - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Everyday Thugs
Album: T.H.U.G.S.
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, Tim Middleton, James Samuel Iii Harris

Lyric:
T H U G
T H U G

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Nigga thug all day any day
Even when I'm in L.A. I run with the Thugs
Better creep to the city and look for the weed spot
Stop 'cause I gotta get bud

Wanna get a pound of that fool stuff
Some of that smoke and puff
And if you smoke enough
You sure enough get P.O.D.'ed

Cleveland, it's the same thang
They out there puff M. Jane
Inhale, exhale back on the plane
Headed to the city that's sunny all year 'round
That's right Miami, it's like a little planet
Full of sin but we got to have it

And I'm simply tryin' to tell these motherfuckers
That we thug all day, babe we thug always
So come to the party and bring somebody
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi
It's gon' get rowdy

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Come and roll with the everyday thugs
Stand out for my thang
Stayin' true to the game 'cause that's all I know
I'm a street nigga, keep the heat nigga
Gettin' street figures, all night long

I gots to go get me some money
'Cause just like that nigga gots to have it
It be greens as spinach or cabbage, whatever you call it
You do your math and work this magic

Get on the grind, in position to be the boss
Niggaz can floss and talk but I know they soft
But a nigga like me stay raw on the D.L.

'Cause what we sell ain't none of nobody's business
Never was and nigga never will be
Thinkin' I'm broke but I'm out here filthy, feelin' me?

Y'all niggaz be killin' me
Braggin' 'bout the money that you claim you makin'
Fuck around, catch you down there sleepin'
Then that money be up for the takin', yeah

I bring home the bacon
And nigga that's all I'ma let you know
You already know when I stole the show
Little man with the big dough run these hoes

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Now I'm a thug, seems like every time
I come out I gotta prove I'm thug
Like a nigga put in work, with his blood

It's gonna be the same
'Cause nigga don't understand this game
This is how we gets down
With money Mayne, money Mayne

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays
I mighta been chillin'
Thursdays, Fridays, Saturday
I'm out there kickin' it with all my villains
Go against us, you ain't goin' nowhere
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony keepin' it real for St. Clair

Anybody that want it, even if it's on my mornings
I will wake up, just in case you want it
And I ain't got shit to prove it, thirty minutes only you do it
Put it down nigga, ready now move it

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

You know, we like the echo and oh
You know we like to roll the Indo
You know we like the Benz-O with O
He don't even know, he the enemy for sho'
With a .44 out of the holster bust on him
Like real niggaz supposed ta

Sticky-icky blowin' brew in my leather sofa
Little nigga, rollin' spiritual soldier
Like Nat Turner, clap burner, murda mo murda
Murder motherfucker, shit is hot as the kitchen furnace

From smokers to workers, Cleveland to Cali
Ghetto in those suburbias, little Bizzy stay pimpin' alley
And finally the vinyl be vital in washed up and, I already got the title
Besides my vibe is the shit, it's too many styles

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

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Forever Works For Me - Lyrics - Neal Mccoy

Title: Forever Works For Me
Artist: Neal Mccoy
Composer(s): Steve Bogard, Richard C. Giles

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Lyric:
Baby, you made me, the happiest I could be
Tonight when you told me, you're love is here to stay
So I took out my calender, the second I got home
And I wrote your name on every page

I can see you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
How 'bout Friday night?
We might as well spend the weekend
Gettin' all our plans just right
'Cause now that I know together works for you
Forever works for me

Two weeks from Sunday, ten years from next Monday
As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter much
We can go some place for away, or just stay home
It feels so good to be in love

I can see you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
How 'bout Friday night?
We might as well spend the weekend
Gettin' all our plans just right
'Cause now that I know together works for you
Forever works for me

I can see you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
How 'bout Friday night?
We might as well spend the weekend
Gettin' all our plans just right
'Cause now that I know together works for you
Forever works for me

January, February, summer, fall and spring
Every week and every day, I'll give you anything
'Cause now that I know together works for you
Oh, 'cause now that I know together works for you
Forever works for me

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
How 'bout Friday night?
January, February
Make all our plans, make all our plans just right
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday and Sunday
January, February
March and April come one day
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

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If You Don'T Know What I Know - Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - All Saints

Title: If You Don'T Know What I Know
Album: Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities
Artist: All Saints
Composer(s): Lewis Gordo

Lyric:
Ha ha
Ha ha
Ha ha

Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, huh?
Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, what?

Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, huh?
Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, what?

Ever since I was the age of nine
I really only felt that I could sing or rhyme
Under the impression that this is a mic
Making sure every dance step is right

Way up in the mirror singing five star songs
I wanna be shy cah
So I'm keep it real only doing what I know
Writing phat beats and keeping the flow

If you don't know what I know, you won't know
If you feel how I feel, I feel you
If you see what I see come and see me
If you hear what I hear, you know me

I know you like my style but do you like my flow?
(Huh?)
I know you wanna get with me but have you got soul?
(What?)

No money in my pockets would you take me as I am?
(Who?)
And if I wasn't beautiful would you be my man?

From Monday to Sunday
I'm just working on my beats
So if you don't know what I know
That's no good to me

Hear the music, don't you lose it
Let it take control
When I see you've got it right
Then I'll let you know, let you know

If you don't know what I know, you won't know
If you feel how I feel, I feel you
If you see what I see, come and see me
If you hear what I hear, you know me

Every player I hate says my group is whack
We don't care y'all 'cos our pockets are fat
Well actually girls no they're not
But at least you get to be on Top Of The Pops

We done plastic, platinum, silver, gold
Do you really wanna know how many records we've sold?
Let me tell you what other girl bands say

When I was young nobody kissed my, huh
I was the skinny kid at the back of the class
But now I've got curves shapely and strong

Every man, some women, wanna give me some more
I don't do that 'cos it ain't my thing
If you wanna piece of this, gimme gimme the thing

If you don't know what I know, you won't know
If you feel how I feel, I feel you
If you see what I see, come and see me
If you hear what I hear, you know me

Every player I hate says my group is, what?
Every player I hate says my group is, huh?
Every player I hate says my group is, who?
Every player I hate says my group is, whatever

Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, huh?
Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, what?

Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, huh?
Writing phat beats and keeping the flow
Writing phat beats and keeping the, what?

Every player I hate says my group is, what?
Every player I hate says my group is, huh?
Every player I hate says my group is, who?
Every player I hate says my group is, whatever

If you don't know what I know, you won't know
If you feel how I feel, I feel you
If you see what I see, come and see me
If you hear what I hear, you know me

If you don't know what I know, you won't know
If you feel how I feel, I feel you
If you see what I see, come and see me
If you hear what I hear, you know me

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Monday Morning - Lyrics - Stealers Wheel

Title: Monday Morning
Artist: Stealers Wheel
Composer(s): Gerry Rafferty, Joe Egan

Lyric:
Well, I was working for the tax man
Digging out the facts at the Inland Revenue
I was slowly going nowhere, thinking it was somewhere
There was nothing I could do

I got wasted every day of the week
And come Sunday, well, I just couldn't speak
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon

Well, I was getting more frustrated
At the longer I waited, I thought I was led astray
And the only thing I knew was the sound of rock 'n' roll
Kept taking me away

I got wasted every day of the week
And come Sunday, well, I just couldn't speak
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon
Monday morning always comes around too soon

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Permanent Monday - Lyrics - Jordin Sparks - Jordin Sparks

Title: Permanent Monday
Album: Jordin Sparks
Artist: Jordin Sparks
Composer(s): Walter Afanasieff, L Robbins, Emanuel Kiriakou

Lyric:
Falling leaves like a blanket at my feet
There's a canopy of stars and I just miss you like crazy
Suddenly the world's too big and the hours move too slow
And I just wish that you were holding me near

Seven days, it feels like a year
You whisper through the line, you know I miss you like crazy
So baby can you steal a plane, a boat, the fastest train?
You know it just don't feel the same when you're gone

'Cause every time you go away the sunshine starts to fade
Frozen by the hands of time into a permanent Monday
Take me back into your arms and don't ever let me go
'Cause when I see you walk through that door
I'm not lost anymore, I'm home, I'm home

I won't sleep until you're finally next to me
Can't wait to breathe you in, don't wanna waste my time dreaming
I just wanna treat your name like a whisper on my skin
And never have to say goodbye again

'Cause every time you go away the sunshine starts to fade
Frozen by the hands of time into a permanent Monday
Take me back into your arms and don't ever let me go
'Cause when I see you walk through that door
I'm not lost anymore, I'm home

'Cause when I feel you right here close to me
Everything is where it's supposed to be, baby

Every time you go away the sunshine starts to fade
Frozen by the hands of time into a permanent Monday
Take me back into your arms and don't ever let me go
'Cause when I see you walk through that door
I'm not lost anymore, I'm home, I'm home, yes I am

And I miss you like crazy

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New York - Berlin - Paris - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: New York - Berlin - Paris
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
It's too late to stop her now in her rhythm shoes
She believes in fairy tales, you cannot stop the blues
Everybody loves that girl, everybody on this world

Oh, she has it all and she got sex like a dream machine
Every night she dancing like a fire in my dream
She's still a mystery, oh, she want just everything
Was it just a dream on golden wings?

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
On every stage she's doing her midnight show
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
In every town she's dancing her successful roll
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

Oh, it's too late to stop me now, let the music die
Find the magic of the night turning you into alive
Everybody loved that girl, everybody on this world

She danced the up tempo rhapsody like frequency in the snow
Every night she temped the fire, baby, she would know
She's still a mystery, she wants everything
Was it just a dream on golden wings?

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
On every stage she's doing her midnight show
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
In every town she's dancing her successful roll
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

Monday I'm dancing, oh, in New York
Tuesday I'm dancing, oh, in Rome
Wednesday I'm dancing, oh, in New York
All this world is just my home

Tuesday I'm dancing, oh, in Berlin
Friday I'm dancing in Paris
Saturday I'm dancing, oh, in London
All the way to North Brazil

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
On every stage she's doing her midnight show
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
In every town she's dancing her successful roll
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

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Saint Valentine - Lyrics - Ely Joe

Title: Saint Valentine
Artist: Ely Joe
Composer(s): Joe Ely

Lyric:
Saint Valentine drove a red Continental
With a headlight out and a dent in the side
He swore it wasn't his, it was only a rental
But he drove it every single night

Saint Valentine wore shades and a cowboy hat
He looked straight outta Lonesome Dove
You never saw his eyes but you knew down deep inside
He was longin' for a long lost love

The original lover had a broken heart
To the ground his blood did flow
And for every drop that touch the earth
A red, red rose did grow

Saint Valentine ate pizza every Monday night
And chased it with Johnny Walker Black
The waitresses would stare but he just didn't care
He just wanted his lover back

Saint Valentine wore a T-shirt of the Virgin Madonna
With the sleeves cut out and a tear through the heart
He wore it like a shield to protect his pride and honor
He was tired of livin' so far apart

The original lover had a broken heart
To the ground his blood did flow
And for every drop that touch the earth
A red, red rose did grow

Saint Valentine would circle the shoppin' center mall
With his radio wailin' the blues
He'd park outside the door of the video store
Like he was one of the chosen few

Saint Valentine drove a red Continental
With a headlight out and a dent in the side
He swore it wasn't real, it was only mental
But he drove it every single night

The original lover had a broken heart
To the ground his blood did flow
And for every drop that touch the earth
A red, red rose did grow

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Moment Made For Worshipping - Lyrics - Steven Curtis Chapman

Title: Moment Made For Worshipping
Artist: Steven Curtis Chapman
Composer(s): Steven Curtis Chapman

Lyric:
6:30, Monday morning
I'm here hiding in my bed
A song plays on my alarm clock
As I cover up my head

And somewhere in the distance, I remember yesterday
Singing, "Hallelujah", full of wonder, awe and grace
But now I'm just wondering
Why I don't feel anything at all

This is a moment made for worshipping
'Cause this is a moment I'm alive
And this is a moment I was made to sing
A song of living sacrifice
For every moment that I live and breathe
This is a moment made for worshipping, worshipping

When I'm praying with my children
As they're running off to school
When I kiss my wife good morning
Just to say I still love you

When I'm feeling loved and happy, when I'm feeling all alone
When I'm failing to remember all the love that I've been shown
Every beat of my heart
Is another new place to start to know

This is a moment made for worshipping
'Cause this is a moment I'm alive
And this is a moment I was made to sing
A song of living sacrifice
For every moment that I live and breathe
This is a moment made for worshipping

Every single beat of my heart
Is another new place to start right now

This is a moment made for worshipping, yeah
'Cause this is a moment I'm alive
And this is a moment I was made to sing
A song of living sacrifice
For every moment that I live and breathe
For every moment that I live and breathe
For every moment that I live and breathe
This is a moment made for worshipping
This is a moment made
This is a moment made, made for worshipping

From the rising of the sun to the setting the sun
The name of the Lord is worthy to be praised
From the rising of the sun to the setting the sun
...

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Friday Night - Lyrics - Lovin' Every Minute Of It - Loverboy

Title: Friday Night
Album: Lovin' Every Minute Of It
Artist: Loverboy
Composer(s): Paul Warren Dean, Davitt Sigerson, Patrick Mahassen, Bill Wray

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Lyric:
Burning up the miles, there's a full moon out tonight
I've got a high-heel Venus, doing twice the speed of light
Crank it up through the gears, see what she can do
Women and cars everything they say is true

Stand in line, no, no
Wasting time, no

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money

I've been bidin' my time, listen to the Boss man scream
Workin' forty hours, payin' for this dream machine
'Cause I'm living proof, every mad-dog has his day
I'm going to find me a woman, head out on the Old Highway

Stand in line, no, no
Wasting time, no

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money
Friday night, Friday night
Friday night, Friday night

It's only money

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money
Friday night, Friday night
Friday night, Friday night

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Girl Crazy - Lyrics - All Sides - Lmnt

Title: Girl Crazy
Album: All Sides
Artist: Lmnt
Composer(s): Shepard Soloman, Steve Morales, David Siegel, Sip Solomanoff, Michael Bermudez, Marvin C. Howell

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Lyric:
Feels like I'm losin' my mind
Caught up tryin' to count all these girls in my life
So hard for me to resist
When they walk by, they give me the eye, I fall in love every time

And it's so deceiving how people perceive me
But I'm in search of the perfect one, yeah

Fell in love with a girl on Sunday
Fell in love with another on Monday
Who knows what will happen today
I'm goin' girl crazy
Wine and dinin' all these honeys
Hangin' out, blowin' all of my money
Even though it's kinda funny
I'm still girl crazy

It seems like time after time
I'm living it up, spreading my love to all the girls I can find
I know it's not the way I should be
But what can I do, I'm just a fool, and I'm livin' life free

And it's so deceiving how people perceive me
But I'm in search of the perfect one
And it's so deceiving how people perceive me
But I'm searching for the only one, yeah, yeah

Fell in love with a girl on Sunday
Fell in love with another on Monday
Who knows what will happen today
I'm goin' girl crazy
Wine and dinin' all these honeys
Hangin' out, blowin' all of my money
Even though it's kinda funny
I'm still girl crazy

Some call this make believe
I call it reality
It's true, yes, what they see
That every time I hold someone
That's when I want the other one

Can't stop, I like it anyway
A different girl, a different day
It's just me, what can I say
And every time I find someone
That's when I want another one

I'm goin' girl crazy

Fell in love with a girl on Sunday
Fell in love with another on Monday
Who knows what will happen today
I'm goin' girl crazy
Wine and dinin' all these honeys
Hangin' out, blowin' all of my money
Even though it's kinda funny
I'm still girl crazy

Fell in love with a girl on Sunday
Fell in love with another on Monday
Who knows what will happen today
I'm goin' girl crazy
Wine and dinin' all these honeys
Hangin' out, blowin' all of my money
Even though it's kinda funny
I'm still girl crazy

I'm still girl crazy
I'm goin' girl crazy
I'm goin' girl crazy

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Welcome To Atlanta - Lyrics - Ludacris

Title: Welcome To Atlanta
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): J Fletcher, J Hutchins, L Smith, Freddie Perren, Jermaine Dupri, Christine Yarian, Christopher B Bridges

Lyric:
Yeah, welcome to Atlanta
Jack and Hammer and vogues'
Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes
Adolescent packin' a fo'

A knock on the do', who is it?
I would happen to know, the one with the flow
Who did it? It was me I suppose

J-D in the Rollz and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme
Skatin' down old Nat, Gat tooked and lean
I split ya spleen, as matter' fact I split ya team
No blood on the sneak's, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams
I'm allergic to 'doc prescribed anti-histemines

Oink, oink, pig, pig, do away with the pork
Only siguar needs a steak knife and a fork
Did you forget your fuckin' manners, I'm loose with banners
Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon

The Wooley mammoth saber-tooth, bitch bite your tongue
I won't stop until I'm rich as them white-boy come
I pull up in the black Lotus, you're plaque's are bogus
So I stripped them off the wall
Waiting for my cue to corner pocket eight balls

You rackin' 'em up, I'm big paper like pancakes, stackin' 'em up
In fact Im slappin' 'em up, Cadallacin' the truck
I can't loose with 22's, bitch that's what's up
Runnin' in the back the fuck, runnin' better than aquaduct, chillin' what

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we ride on them things like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we ride on them things like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Now the party don't start 'til I walk in
And I usually don't leave until the thing ends
But in the mean-time, in between time
You work yo thing, I'll work mine

I been puttin' it down here since 83'
Since the late show MD rivalry
More froze than bad ice, with a place to be
If you was ridin', you was ballin' to homie Shadi

I'm the MBP, most Ballernous Player
Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor
Monday night, Gentlemen's Club
Tuesday night, I'm up in the velvet room, gettin' fucked up

Wednesday, I'm at strokers on lean
Thursday, jump clean and I fall up in cream
Friday, shark bar kyack with Frank Skeem
Right on the floor is where you can find me

Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy
You can find me up in one-tweezy
Sunday, is when I get my sleepin'
'Cause on Monday we be at it again, holla

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we ride on them things like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we ride on them things like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we ride on them things like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play
And we ride on them things like every day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'
And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

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If It'S In My Mind, It'S On My Face - Lyrics - System - Seal

Title: If It'S In My Mind, It'S On My Face
Album: System
Artist: Seal
Composer(s): Stuart Price, Samuel Henry Adeola, Eric Schermerhorn

Lyric:
If you can?t find your place in this world
Your life means something to me
Feels like every Monday?s just a day in the week
If you're lonely, and it seems like reaching up
Might break you down, don?t go under

If I could fly, I?d spread my wings
In time to free you from these foolish things
And we won?t be back for sure
If it?s in my mind, it?s on my face
Wish I could take you to a better place
But we just might miss your call

No one knows your face in the world
Maybe that?s your reason to leave
I think you might be someone that I came to see
You?re real, if you feel like waking up then come around
Do you wonder?

And if I could fly, I?d spread my wings
In time to free you from these foolish things
And we won?t be back for sure
If it?s in my mind, it?s on my face
Wish I could take you to another place
But we just might miss your call

'Cause we live in the world
We live in the world
We live in the world
We?re free in this world

I have made mistakes I?ve wasted life
And I?ve been down you see
Why are the friends I have could not make time for me?
I have lost my face I?ve broken ground
I?ve been around you know
Far are the loudest voice that waits inside, the time is now
The time is now, the time is now

If I could fly, I?d spread my wings
In time to free you from these foolish things
And we won?t be back for sure
If it?s in my mind, it?s on my face
Wish I could take you to a better place
And we just might miss your call

If you can?t find your place in this world
Your life means something to me
Feels like every Monday?s just a day in the week
If you're lonely, and it seems like reaching up
Might break you down, don?t go under

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