There were times when being together was fun
And there were times when being apart was even more fun
And there was times when there was nothing but time
And that was no fun

Well, the man just let me out
And I think it's Monday morning
There's a taste here in my mouth
That tastes like Monday morning
If I'm tasting my own mouth
And if it's Monday morning
Well I should be doin' fine
When I get you off my mind
And if it's Monday morning

My eyes are a little blurred
For a Monday morning
You're leaving town, I've heard
If it's Monday morning
So goodbye is another word
For a Monday morning
But I could be doin' fine
If I could get you off my mind
And if it's Monday morning

Won't someone help me quick?
I'm down and I'm feelin' sick
There's just too much of my head that's showin'
God, if you won't help me
Then help me, help me
Cause I'm not exactly sure where I'm goin'

Well, I know I should go home
If it's Monday morning
'Cause our room is all alone
If it's Monday morning
But I'll probably get stoned
If it's Monday morning
Then I'll think I'm doin' fine
But I'll bet you're on my mind
Come next Monday morning

Well, the man just let me out
And I think it's Monday morning
There's a taste here in my mouth
That tastes like Monday morning

Writer : LEE HAZLEWOOD
Copyright : Lyrics © MICHAEL H GOLDSEN INC