Jam On A Monday Morning - Lyrics - A Man and the Blues - Buddy Guy

Title: Jam On A Monday Morning
Album: A Man and the Blues
Artist: Buddy Guy
Composer(s): Buddy Guy

Lyric:
Hit it
Wow, hit it one time now
Go ahead on, huh
Hit it, hit it

Now let me get a little bit of I love ya
Hit it, ooh, hit it now, huh
Go ahead on now, huh, hey
Oh, go ahead

Go ahead on, baby
Go ahead on, do what you wanna now
Do it what you wanna, baby

Do any kind of dance
As a little lamb
Go ahead on and do it, baby

Do it now, do it, baby
Do it, baby, do it, baby
Do it, baby

Go ahead, do it, baby
Go on and do it, baby
Do it, baby, do it, baby
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it

Alright, huh
Alright

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Smithers-Jones - Lyrics - Jam

Title: Smithers-Jones
Artist: Jam
Composer(s): Bruce Foxton

Lyric:
Here we go again, it's Monday at last
He's heading for the Waterloo line
To catch the 8 A m fast, it's usually dead on time
Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine

Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
Good Morning Smithers Jones
How's the wife and home?
Did you get the car you've been looking for?

Let me get inside you, let me take control of you
We could have some good times
All this worry will get you down
I'll give you a new meaning to life, I don't think so

Sitting on the train, you're nearly there
You're part of the production line
You're the same as him, you're like tin sardines
Get out of the pack, before they peel you back

Arrive at the office, spot on time
The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine
Good Morning Smithers Jones
The boss wants to see you alone
I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for

Come in Smithers old boy
Take a seat, take the weight off your feet
I've some news to tell you
There's no longer a position for you
Sorry Smithers Jones

Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovy
Put on your slippers turn on the TV
It's all a part of feeling groovy

It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss
Work and work and work and work till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry

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Here Comes The Weekend - Lyrics - Jam

Title: Here Comes The Weekend
Artist: Jam
Composer(s): Paul John Weller

Lyric:
If we tell you that you've got two days to live
Then don't complain, 'cause that's one more than you'd get in Zaire

So don't hang around and be foolish
Do something constructive with your weekend
From Monday morning I work for Friday nights
Collect my wages, then try to paint on the smell of soap

'Cause tonight I get ready early
Score what I need and go pick a girl up
It seems like ages since we had some fun

Here comes the weekend, I get to see the girls
Long live the weekend, the weekend is here
(The weekend starts here)

Everything feels right now
I know why I'm alive now
Everything else is a lie now
Now I know why I'm here

Here comes the weekend, I'm gonna do my head
Long live the weekend, the weekend is dead

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