Every Day Monday, you wake up, clouds are grey, You really feel so gloomy today, Tuesday, you wish the week could fly, And the bad weather would say goodbye, Wednesday, you perk, it's the middle of the week, And the sun is here, through the clouds it peeks, Thursday, you smile, the weekend is near, And you really have a good day here, Friday, can barely wait, For the weekend that is not ever coming late.