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Mondays


I keep binging murder mysteries until 3 AM babe
Got this leftover marinara dripping down my face
Got my CBD and whiskey, Bumble, Raya, CH
I know it could be way worse, I'm so ungrateful it hurts

But baby I miss Mondays
Strangers with the handshakes
Bodegas and small chains
Festivals and first dates
Miss them sloppy make outs
At the club with the lights out
I don't know where I go now
Pack the car and roll out

Cos I can't sleep without the NyQuil
And the texts all full of typos
And these four walls making me psycho
Oh yeah

I need some rich people problems, I need to call up my driver
Tell 'em go pick up my friends, we all flying private
To some Caribbean island or a tropical paradise
Don't wanna close my eyes

But baby I miss Mondays
Strangers with the handshakes
Bodegas and small chains
Festivals and first dates
Miss them sloppy make outs
At the club with the lights out
I don't know where I go now
Pack the car and roll out

Cos I can't sleep without the NyQuil
And the texts all full of typos
And these four walls making me psycho
Oh

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