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Hank Thompson
"It Gets More Like Monday Everyday" lyrics

It Gets More Like Monday Everyday

Monday morning takes
A little longer
To clear away the cobwebs
In my head

It's afternoon
Before my body lets me
Change my eyes back to blue
From bloodshot red

Then it's back
To a bottle filled with foam
For my evening pick me up
On my way home
The days pass by my foggy mind
My hair is turning gray
It gets more and more like Monday
Everyday

Through lonely nights I struggle
Just waiting
For another day just like
The one before

My shaky hands will tremble
As I stumble
Through the day till I go running
Back for more

Then it's back
To a bottle filled with foam
For my evening pick me up
On my way home
The days pass by my foggy mind
My hair is turning gray
It gets more and more like Monday
Everyday

It gets more and more like Monday
Everyday

Authors: Hank Thompson, Don McMillan