Too soon to be out of my bed Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper Fumbling for change for my picture paper On a Monday morning On a Monday morning All on a Monday morning Oh where did the weekend go? Where is the whisky and the beer I've tasted? Gone the same way as the pay I've wasted On a Monday morning On a Monday morning All on a Monday morning If only the birds were booze If only the sun was a party giver If I could just give someone else my liver All on a Monday morning All on a Monday morning All on a Monday morning My lover she lies asleep My lover is warm and her heart is mellow I'd give all the world to share her pillow On a Monday morning On a Monday morning All on a Monday morning Too soon to be out of my bed Too soon to be back at this bus queue caper Fumbling for change for my picture paper On a Monday morning On a Monday morning All on a Monday morning