Lyrics:

With The Alarm Clock Ting-A-Ling Ringin' In My Head
i Woke Up Dog Tired, Beat Down, Half Dead
tryin' To Recover From Another Wild Weekend
chuggin' Down Coffee While I Should Have Been Sleepin'

well It Sure Is Monday Isn't It Now
i Gotta Get Myself Through The Week Somehow
i Had A Ball Friday, Saturday And Sunday
but It's All Over Now And It Sure Is Monday

oh, I Got To The Job Site At A Quarter Past Nine
and Somehow I Stayed Awake ‘til Lunch Time
and Then I Caught A Little Nap Stretched Out In My Truck Bed
my Feet Still Twitchin' To The Music In My Head

well It Sure Is Monday, Aint It The Truth
i Partied Too Hardy Now I'm Payin' My Dues
i Had A Ball Friday, Saturday And Sunday
but It's All Over Now And It Sure Is Monday

well It Sure Is Monday Aint It A Sin
i Gotta Work My Way Through The Week Again
i Had A Ball Friday, Saturday And Sunday
but It's All Over Now And It Sure Is Monday
yeah, It's All Over Now And It Sure Is Monday