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Monday

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Monday

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We're just kids stuck in this town

Outside of a big city

Where everyone wants you to grow up as fast as they fall

My old friend Dave wakes up on monday

Wishes there were more than two days in a weekend

I'll keep sleeping in on monday not knowing

That my weekend is over

I'm just not ready to cut my hair and settle down

I'm not liking the thought of looking at myself

And seeing all the stress of my mother

And heavy eyes of my father

I don't have a lot of money

That's fine by me

I want to grow up in truck stops and on friends' floors

Maybe then I can feel my heart beat in rhythm with the real me

I wanted june to be in december since I felt summer on my shoulders

My old friend Dave wakes up on monday

Wishes there were more than two days in a weekend

I'll keep sleeping in on monday not knowing

That my weekend is over

I'm just not ready to cut my hair and settle down

I'm not liking the thought of looking at myself

And seeing all the stress of my mother

And heavy eyes of my father

We'll go run away

Waste all our time

We'll go run away

Waste all our time

We'll go run away

Waste all our time

We'll go run away

I'm just not ready to cut my hair and settle down

I'm not liking the thought of looking at myself

And seeing all the stress of my mother and heavy eyes

I'm just not ready to cut my hair and settle down

I'm not liking the thought of looking at myself

And seeing all the stress of my mother

And heavy eyes of my father

Now all my friends wake up on monday

And wish that there were more than two days in a weekend

I'll keep sleeping in on monday

Not knowing that my weekend is over

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