Thursdays歌词

Morning news the coffee s getting cold
Thursday again yeah this is getting old
The clock at work is always slowing down
My desk s a boat running aground
It s like just a number seven bus
Goes by and leaves me standing in the dust
I m glad you re here to help me fill the years
But we both know we re going to tears
Give me a few silly Saturdays
I ll take the God it s finally Friday s
Or a lot of lazy Sundays
If we have a million more to go
Let s live them all and make them heydays then
Than just a bunch of Thursdays in a row
Oh oh oh ohh
Not a bunch of Thursdays no
Not a bunch of Thursdays in a row
Wanna feel that took you in a wheel
Inside a box where all the doors are sealed
I want my feet to dance on different ground
We ll get somewhere not sit around
Give me a few silly Saturdays
I ll take the God it s finally Friday s
Or a lot of lazy Sundays
If we have a million more to go
Let s live them all and make them heydays then
Than just a bunch of Thursdays in rowa
Oh oh oh ohh
Not a bunch of Thursdays no
Not a bunch of Thursdays in a row
How about we add a little spice
I ll take you on a rollercoaster ride
So throw your hands up in the air
Hold your breathe and maybe close your eyes
Give me a few silly Saturdays
I ll take the God it s finally Friday s
Or a lot of lazy Sundays
If we have a million more to go
Let s live them all and make them heydays then
Than just a bunch of Thursdays in a row
Oh oh oh ohh
Not a bunch of Thursdays no
Not a bunch of Thursdays in a row
Oh oh oh ohh
Not a bunch of Thursdays no
Not a bunch of Thursdays in a row 编辑于2010/09/28更新