I like it    I don't like it

Monday, back from the dead
Im letting it go, back for another one
Tuesday, shoot me in the head
Im takin it back, takin it back
Itll take it back

Wednesday, shes looking for a friend
Shell get what she wants
Cant seem to get enough
Thursday, its more than I can stand
Im holding her down, holding her down
Shes down again

Ive gotta find a way to find her
Where could she be?
Four days of the week she thinks Im the enemy

One day, left me for the dead
Woke up on the floor, time for another one
Two days, shes leavin me again, cant take it no more
Out through the open door

Three days, shes found herself a friend
She got what she wants
Still never get enough
Four days, shes back with me again
Shes pullin me down, pullin me down
Im down again

Ive got to find a way to find her
Where she could be?
Four days of the week she thinks Im the enemy

Mondays gone
Tuesdays fadin
Wednesdays gone
Thursdays all but wasted now

Monday, back from the dead
Im letting it go back for another one
Tuesday, shoot me in the head
Im taking it back, taking it back
Ill take it back

I gotta find a way to find her
Where could she be?
Four days of the week she thinks Im the enemy
Thinks Im the enemy