This three piece suit is wearing me thin
I got an office but its much to small to let you in
I know the difference 'cause I am different from them
And it's Monday afternoon

Last Friday night I nearly touched the sky
My mind was lucid and my words were coming right on time
I had control of the bar for the night
And it's Monday afternoon, and it's Monday afternoon

Barstool Venus, sheâ#128##153#s wrapped up tight
One night with her it would be alright
My eyes are blurry, she fades from sight

I percolate anticipating the fall
The sun is shining so, I shut the blinds and keep it out
It keeps me safe far away from the crowd

And it's Monday afternoon
And it's Monday afternoon
And it's Monday afternoon