Måndagsbarn - Veronica Maggio

Jag blev ett mndagsbarn

Hela livet blev en helg

Mmm, nu r det mndag snart

Och jag lever fr ikvll

Sena ntter, tomma glas,

Femhundra skjuter upp problemet fr ett tag (fr stunden)

Men jag tror att alla snart

Har ftt nog av mig

Vad har du gjort av dig, fr dig, med dig sjlv

Situationen r s sjuk

Vad har du gjort, fr dig r det alltid helg

Och helgen mste ta slut

Det r fullt en lrdag klockan 5,

Jag lngtar alltid hrifrn men aldrig hem

Skulle vilja ta det sen, vad ska det bli av mig

Det finns dagar som idag, hopplsa mornar

D jag vaknar som ett vrak

h jag mrker alla har — har ftt nog av mig

Vad har du gjort av dig, fr dig, med dig sjlv

Situationen r s sjuk

Vad har du gjort, fr dig r det alltid helg

Och helgen mste

Jag blev ett mndagsbarn

Hela livet blev en helg

De r mndag snart

Men jag lever fr ikvll

Fddes en lrdag, mamma kalla mig fr discotjej

S p en lrdag, ja d vet du var du hittar mig

Fddes en lrdag, alla kallar mig fr discotjej

Men man frgar sig…

Vad har du gjort av dig, fr dig, med dig sjlv

Situationen r s sjuk

Vad har du gjort, fr dig r det alltid helg

Och helgen mste ta slut

Vad har du gjort av dig, fr dig, med dig sjlv

Situationen r s sjuk

Vad har du gjort Ve-ronica med dig sjlv

Helgen mste ta slut…

Du r ett mndagsbarn

Du r ett mndagsbarn

I became a Monday child

All of life became a weekend

Mmm, now it's Monday soon

And I'm alive for tonight

Late nights, empty glasses,

Five hundred postpone the problem for a while (for the moment)

But I think everyone soon

Have had enough of me

What have you done of yourself, for you, with yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, for you it's always a weekend

And the weekend must end

It's full on a Saturday at 5,

I always long for this but never home

Would like to take it later, what will become of me

There are days like today, hopeless mornings

D I wake up like a wreck

h I notice everyone has - has had enough of me

What have you done of yourself, for you, with yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, for you it's always a weekend

And the weekend must

I became a Monday child

All of life became a weekend

They are Monday soon

But I'm alive for tonight

Born on a Saturday, mom called me a disco girl

Then on a Saturday, yes then you know where to find me

Born on a Saturday, everyone calls me a disco girl

But you ask yourself…

What have you done of yourself, for you, with yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done, for you it's always a weekend

And the weekend must end

What have you done of yourself, for you, with yourself

The situation is so sick

What have you done Ve-ronica with yourself

The weekend must end…

You're a Monday child

You're a Monday child