الكلمات الأصلية
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Monday Monday you see me again
I seem to hang around
Like your lonely friend
I'll tell you something
That i have gotta do
I've gotta get away
And you're coming too
I've dreamt of mountains
And slippery snow white
I've dreamt of beaches
Where the sun always shines
Wild horses
Could not make me stay
I've got my ticket booked
And i'm going away
So, take me away
Take me away
Sick of waiting, i'm counting the days
Anticipating my ride on that plane
I'm gonna do nothing
But eat, sleep and play
I know that i'm gonna have
A great time away
