I'd never say it's boring. I hate to give myself away.
But every Monday morning, what the hell else can I say?
And she's not like you, she's like the other ones.
And he's only around when things start getting fun.
Every Friday evening, I go out and go home alone.
But if you catch me leaving, you know I'm a sure ride home.
And she's not like you, she's like the other ones.
And he's only around when things start getting fun.
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