One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
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Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep
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Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in the streets
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You say Monday's long enough, but this is just the start
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Tuesday's just the same as Monday without the surprising part
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Wednesday's point of no return
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When you've squandered all you've earned
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend. [x2]
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This is all I'm thinking about as the days go by
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Spend your life on holiday and even when I die
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There could be but one inscription: "This was not his day"
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If it isn't Thursday anymore, it must be Friday
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I can't wait until I maybe
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Get off work and see my baby
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend [x2]
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I can't wait until I maybe
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Get off work and see my baby
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One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend
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[Repeat]
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Seven Day Weekend
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| Elvis Costello |
