Sunday I've start my three day blues
I've thought I would quit but at the end you always lose
Monday deep down in the gloom
Oh I can't even leave the room
Just the other day I felt fine
All these pretty girls dancing in time
I was flying high before the clock strike 9
(As the clock strike 9 fly so high)
You take care of yours I take care of mine
Tuesday I feel quite confuse
The more I live the more I feel abused
I don't stand accuse, don't you know I am my muse
Sunday I've just start my three day blues
I was flying high before the clock strike 9
You take care of yours I take care of mine
Wednesday take me out remove this cup
I thought you were a flower but you're just another bruised
Is an heart attack or just some wine
I see Flamingos on the moonshine
I was flying high before the clock strike 9
You take care of yours I take care of mine
Thursday feeling fine, get back in line
Friday we all must die!
Three day blues (repeat)
Sunday I've start my three day blues
Just another excuse
Saturday lying to the floor
So send me off to bed once more,
Please send me off to bed once more