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 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 till 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, ain't 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, ain't 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