By Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart
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I guess I should have stayed in bed,
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My pillow wrapped 'round my head.
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Instead of waking up to find
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A nightmare of a different kind.
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She went away,
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This just doesn't seem to be my day.
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She didn't have to say a lot,
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Her pretty eyes revealed the plot.
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'Twas someone else she want more,
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And so I walked her to the door.
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What can I say?
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This just doesn't seem to be my day.
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My, oh my, how sad am I.
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How I wish she would have stayed
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This just doesn't seem to be my day.
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My whole world is upside down,
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She turned my smile into a frown.
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It's such a pity the shape I'm in,
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I must get on my feet again.
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Can't stay this way
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This just doesn't seem to be my day.
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This Just Doesn't Seem to Be My Day
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| Monkees |
