You call me crazy on a Monday, I politely agree
These voices in my head are always laughing back at me
You say I lost it on a Tuesday, and they should throw away the key
These voices in my head are just so hard to please
Done nothing but wasted all of Wednesday, and you're wasted next to me
Why do these voices never let me be
I needed sedating on Thursday, and I lost most that day
When I came around, we rolled into Friday
We're all working for the weekend
Pour them the drinks way up high
We've been dreaming of those weekends
Don't let the good times pass you by
You know I hate them Monday mornings I'm sinking to the ground
Look to the sky and wish the weekend would just come back around
You're just teasing me with Tuesday It holds a heavy load
These same routines are starting to get old
Can you feel the spark of Wednesday Or is it all inside my head
Just one of those days you should have stayed in bed
I traveled through Thursday, and I lost all that day
But my destination got me back to Friday
We're all working for the weekend
Pour them the drinks way up high
We've been dreaming of those weekends
Don't let the good times pass you by
We're all working for the weekend
Pour them the drinks way up high
We've been dreaming of those weekends
Don't let the good times pass you by