Monday knows what it's all about
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She's the kind of girl that can do without
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She was mature at sixteen years
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She grew up fast she was raised on tears
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Do do do do- do do do do
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Her ma was wind and her pa was rain
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She made her home in an empty train
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Her clothes were patched
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And shoes were worn
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She played with the sun
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And fought with the storm
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Do do do do- do do do do
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She bought a book and learned to read
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So no one could learnt what she heard
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She even ate a hershey bar
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To make her kisses sweeter
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Do do do do- do do do do
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She wonder by night
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When the sun was disarray
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Cause every one notice her in the day
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She wrote in her book
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That a flower is good
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But why is a weed so misunderstood
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Do do do do- do do do do
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She learned how to sing
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And she learned how to pray
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She learned it all in one short day
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But she never learned black from white
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She never even learn how to fight
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Do do do do- do do do do
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Do do do do- do do do do
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Do do do do- do do do do
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Monday
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| Sonny & Cher |
