popcorn, cherry coke, middle row seat
this place is always empty at the first of the week
midday matinee, nothing too dark
laughing out loud at all the funny parts
pushing back reality with all of my strength
i’m off on mondays and i just might stay here all day
back corner, no speakers, evening crowd
this place is understated, it don’t get too loud
some dine at the tables and some sip at the bar
if you like what i play please put a tip in my jar
i’ll try to take a feeling and to make it clear
i’m off on mondays and i just might stay here all year
candlelight and covers kinda’ cold in here
pull her close and kiss her, whisper in her ear
clock tick, ignore it, sleep is overrated
save the best for last and everything else fades away
some moments prove themselves to be worth all of the fight
i’m off on mondays and i just might stay here all my life