On a Monday Morning

[Verse 1]
Too soon to be out of me bed
Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper
Or fumblin' for change for me picture paper
On a Monday morning

[Verse 2]
Wrong end of the week for a smile
Wrong end of the day for bein' civil
There's many a saint would be a devil
On a Monday morning

[Verse 3]
Where is the weekend now?
Where is the whiskey and beer I tasted?
Gone the same way as the pay I've wasted
On a Monday morning

[Verse 4]
If only the birds would booze
If only the sun was a party-giver
If I could just lend someonе else this liver
On a Monday morning

[Verse 5]
My lovеr, she lies asleep
My lover is warm, and her heart is mellow
I'd trade you the world just to share her pillow
On a Monday morning

[Verse 6]
Too soon to be out of me bed
Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper
Or fumblin' for change for me picture paper
On a Monday morning