Monday Morning 5.19
At eight o'clock we said goodbye
That's when I left her house for mine
She said that she'd be staying in
Well she had to be at work by nine
So I get home and have a bath
And let an hour or two pass drifting in front of my TV
When a film comes on that she wants to see
It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Then this must be the end
At first I guess she's gone to get
Herself a pack of cigarettes
A pint of milk, food for the cat
But it's midnight now
And she's still not back
It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Well heaven knows what then
Is this the end?
At half past two I picture her
In the back of someone else's car
He runs his fingers through her hair
Oh you shouldn't let
Him touch you there
It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Well heaven knows what then
Is this the end?
That's when I left her house for mine
She said that she'd be staying in
Well she had to be at work by nine
So I get home and have a bath
And let an hour or two pass drifting in front of my TV
When a film comes on that she wants to see
It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Then this must be the end
At first I guess she's gone to get
Herself a pack of cigarettes
A pint of milk, food for the cat
But it's midnight now
And she's still not back
It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Well heaven knows what then
Is this the end?
At half past two I picture her
In the back of someone else's car
He runs his fingers through her hair
Oh you shouldn't let
Him touch you there
It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Well heaven knows what then
Is this the end?
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Writer(s): Louis Robert Eliot
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