LYRICS GAME

I was a Monday's child

My whole life became a weekend

Now it's Monday soon

And I'm living for tonight

Late nights, empty glasses

Five hundred postpones the problem for a while

But I think soon everyone

Has had enough of me

What have you done with yourself, for yourself, to yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, for you it's always the weekend

And the weekend has to end

It's packed on a Saturday at 5

I always want to leave here, but never go home

I'd like to deal with it later, what's gonna become of me

There are days like today

Hopeless mornings when I wake up a wreck

Oh I notice everyone has

Has had enough of me

What have you done with yourself, for yourself, to yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, for you it's always the weekend

And the weekend has to

I was a Monday's child

My whole life became a weekend

It's Monday soon

But I'm living for tonight

Born on a Saturday, mom called me a disco girl

So on a Saturday, you know where to find me

Born on a Saturday, everyone calls me a disco girl

But you ask yourself

What have you done with yourself, for yourself, to yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, for you it's always the weekend

And the weekend has to end

What have you done with yourself, for yourself, to yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, Ve-ronica, to yourself

The weekend has to end

You're a Monday's child

You're a Monday's child