[Verse 1]
I've decided to write a song
About something we all hate
Some might call it an invention
But most would debate
It's predominately about hating Mondays
But we'll also cover how I love Sundays

[Verse 2]
Your Monday morning alarm goes off
You try to push out a fake cough
Anything to get out of the worst day of the week
Why do Mondays have to be so bleek?

[Chorus]
I hate Mondays
You hate Mondays
We hate Mondays
And Sunday agrees for sure

[Verse 3]
Monday reminds me of World War 2
Or a DVD that's two weeks overdue
Wish you'd just completely disappear from the week
Even your old mate Tuesday thinks you're a freak
[Chorus]
I hate Mondays
We hate Mondays
We hate Mondays
And Sunday agrees for sure

[Verse 4]
Now that Sunday's the day we all love
Appropriate saying is, "fits like a glove"
No feeling of sorrow, guilt or grieving
Worst case scenario is you'll be doing some heaving

[Chorus]
I hate Mondays
You hate Mondays
We hate Mondays
And Sunday agrees for sure

I hate Mondays
You hate Mondays
We hate Mondays
And Sunday agrees for sure