Paroles originales
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On Monday I think I'm a sinner,
On Tuesday I think I'm a saint,
On Wednesday I don't know what I am,
But I know that a saint I ain't.
Chorus:
Somewhere between the good and the evil,
Somewhere between the right and the wrong,
Somewhere between the kind and the mean,
Somewhere between is where I belong.
On Monday I'd steal from a baby,
On Tuesday I'd give you my shirt,
On Wednesday I lie on my couch and moan,
'Cause my conscience is doing me dirt.
(Chorus)
On Monday I rail at my kinfolk,
On Tuesday I'm gentle and good,
On Wednesday I wonder, and count every blunder,
And wish that I knew where I stood.
(Chorus)
If I could just peek at the record,
I'd know if it's mucky or clean,
I'd know if I'm destined for heaven or hell,
Or to float like a bird in between.
(Chorus)
