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Back to where reality meets the masses
Monday comes to break us in again
Forget about the fun we had this weekend
Back to work to earn an honest pay
Pour me up another cup of coffee
The thick ass mix was left there from last week
Staring at the screen just like a zombie
It musta been those last few whiskey drinks
What I need is a sailor
To take me to an island far from land
Wont be cheap but I can save up
I gotta get this monkey off my back
Tuesdays not much better than a Monday
Wednesday takes us half the way I guess
Sometimes I wish the week were filled with Fridays
mmmand Saturday would never end
I spot the boss hes walking to my station
Hes got this leery grin upon his face
I duck my head and sneak in to the bathroom
My sanctuary yeah my hiding place
My 15-minute lunch is almost over
By now I almost think Im half awake
The throbbing in my head has subsided
Ready to go in to start again
Captain Morgan said he would do-
Nate some money cause
He knows I need it bad
Jack be Daniel nimble quick
I know you got a lotta friends
Cause people talk about you all the time
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