Sunday
Monday and tuesday and wednesday
Thursday and friday and
Saturday
For me every weekday is
Sunday
The day that you left me
To stand all alone
On my own
Like the Bee Gees sing in that song
Though all the lights didn't go out in this city
Every day is now stuck at a sunday
Uh-uh those sad refrains
When a blue moon is all that remains
You walk around with your head bowed down to your shoes
There no worse thing than having the saturday blues
On a sunday