It was a Monday morning, When the blues came falling on me
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It was a Monday morning, When the blues came falling on me
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Now it's Saturday evening, And still got a hold on me
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It was a Monday morning, When my baby left me
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It was a Monday morning, When my baby left me
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now she's walking down the street, And stopping every man she meets
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Now I'm sitting at the table, With a breakfast made for two
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Sitting at the table, With a breakfast made for two
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Oh please, dear Lord, Help me get rid of my self destruction blues
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Self Destruction Blues
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| Hanoi Rocks |
