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Tom: A
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Well I got outa work and I headed for the neighborhood beer joint
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I sat around and had a beer with the boys like I always do
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Well I didn’t have nothin’ to say and well there aint no point
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There’s something about a Monday that always makes me blue
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Well it was way after dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitin’ E
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And I guess I took a left where I generally take a right D
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Well I filled ‘er up with gas and checked the oil at the Texaco station E
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I threw the car seat into the dumpster and headed out into the night
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Woooo-ooo-oo-oo blue mood. (moon?) E
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There’s somethin’ ‘bout a Monday that always makes me blue
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Well I headed south on 35 hell bent for Baudo(?)
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I’d never had the truck up past 75 before D
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Well there’s something ‘bout that little red line always looked so final
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Buddy you’d be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can go
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Now in Mexico they got a little place called Boy’s Town
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Where a man is still a man if you know what I’m talkin’ about
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Well I walked into the Cadillac Bar and I laid my cash down
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I said “There’s plenty more where that came from.” And the lights went out
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Woooo-ooo-oo-oo blue mood. (moon?)
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There’s somethin’ ‘bout a Monday that always makes me blue
(E E A A E E A A D D A A E E A A)
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Well I woke up in the county jail across the line in Laredo
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I had a headache and the deputy was a starin’ at me through the door
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He said “how you got across that river alive I don’t know,
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But you wife just made your bail so now your in her debt for sure.”
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Now my wife she called my boss and she lied so I got my job back
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And the boys down at the plant they whisper and stare at me
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Well my wife she finds a lot of little jobs to keep me on the right track
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That’s a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously
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Woooo-ooo-ooo-oo blue me
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That’s a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously
(E E A A E E A A D D A A E E A A)