Lyrics:

The alarm clock ting'a'ling ringing in my head
I woke up dog tired beat down, half dead
Trying to recover from another wild weekend
Chugging down coffee while I shoulda 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 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 party to hearty, now I'm paying 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
And I gotta work my way through the week again
And 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