Monday Problem

One, two, three, four
Well, she called me just as soon as I got off work
Said she packed her bags and took the car
I ain't coming home to her
So I called up my buddies and told them, head down to the bar
If I take it at all today, I ain't gonna take it too hard

Cause that Friday night paycheck burns a hole right through my pocket
Saturday night band just plays too well
Sunday morning listening to that preacher preaching
Worried I'm gonna go to hell
So I can sit and cry about it, maybe just let it be
Cause that sounds like a Monday problem to me

If I don't wake up with a headache and regrets
Then I won't feel like I've grieved you yet
So I'll just have to call off work and try again
If you wonder what I've done with my weekend

Well that Friday night paycheck burns a hole right through my pocket
Saturday night band just plays too well
Sunday morning listening to that preacher preaching
Worried I'm gonna go to hell
So I can sit and cry about it, maybe just let it be
Cause that sounds like a Monday problem to me
Yeah that sounds like a Monday problem to me



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Writer(s): Caleb Pettis
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