Tina

Well, it's a shame about Monday
It starts when it ends
You've got all of your work days
To play with your friends

You're blacker than lacquer
And smarter than jean
And when you drink too much
You're condescendingly mean

Well, I saw you leaving the other night
With a dark haired guy on a motor bike
All my friends said they saw you drunk in the club
Talking really loud about how you're in love

Hey Tina, you're much meaner
Than you ever were to me before
You're so bitchy, you make me itchy
Can't you just turn me on some more and more, so much more

Now, it's already Wednesday, Tuesday never came
The first three days always feel the same
You see your weekend coming and you're planning your fun
You can't get excited until your week is done

You raise your glass to your mouth but don't take a sip
Just touch the glass to your bottom lip
Well, all the guys at the bar keep staring you down (downtown)
Just another see-through guy in town

Hey Tina, you're much meaner
Than you ever were to me before
You're so bitchy, you make me itchy
Can't you just turn me on some more and more, so much more

Well, on and on and on and on
I don't wanna wait till our drinks are done
On and on, then off and on
Can we just take a little bit of time to get on?

Hey Tina, you're much meaner
Than you ever were to me before
You're so bitchy, you make me itchy
Can't you just turn me on some more (you're in love)

Hey Tina, you're much meaner
Than you ever were to me before
You're so bitchy, you make me itchy
Can't you just turn me on some more and more and more