will never be embarrassed about that again Oh baby, I'm dreaming of Monday Oh baby, will I see you again? Oh baby, I'm dreaming of Monday
Hit it Wow, hit it one time now Go ahead on, huh Hit it, hit it Now let me get a little bit of I love ya Hit it, ooh, hit it now, huh Go ahead on now
翻訳: ジャム. 月曜日.
will never be embarrassed about that again. Oh baby I'm dreaming of Monday, Oh baby will I see you again Oh baby I'm dreaming of Monday
How old are you? Are you old enough? Should you be in here watching that? And how old are you? Are you owning up? Should you be in here with? Twenty
song My baby's right beside me, we're gonna have a ball Ain't gonna care about anything, anything at all I've got 48 hours and 25 dollars in change 'til Monday
of a blue police vehicle Next come the bookends, the way things is looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay, gettin' shackled on the bus First thing come Monday
niggas get paid every second of the day Hit the mall blow a quote that I can't fit in this phrase Just know it's two colors in that Def Jam chain Little
SMITHER-JONES - Bruce Foxton Here we go again, it's Monday at last, He's heading for the Waterloo line. To catch the 8am fast, its usually dead on time
slow jam I wanna dance, got my hands, see some mashing DJ, don't play no slow jam After the club I'll make love my own way DJ, don't play no slow jam
on let's ride! [East Side Boys {CORRECTIONS?}] Pimped out JAM, tiggle it? SLAM Pimpd out. JAM' tiggle it? SLAM Pimpd out. JAM' tiggle it? SLAM. Pimpd out. JAM
town proud Make the brown proud Ever since Brown Crowd Lil Rob gots his sound down And I'm still down Some things just don't change Like crusin on Sundays Sleepin on Mondays
a mean sixteen then scream at me! N*gga! [interlude] Ayo, the chit-chat fam get chu backhand, I rap man but i clap till the gat jam. And im a gat man
rather large, in fact Take out the camera, Salt, why? I wanna picture that Make sure it's focused or you may only not have noticed Before I cut up a jam
'll move to the jungle, people Move way out in the woods Yes, because the way things are here now Well, I ain't doin' myself no good I work hard everyday From Monday
It's Monday 8 a.m., traffic jam But you and I have got a better plan Forget the daily grind, dollar signs Stress and life or death, deadlines Let's live
You know when somehow Monday doesn't feel the same And it just can't get you down Yeah, I'm sittin' in this traffic jam and smilin' anyway Every time
