MONDAY
WRITER SONNY BONO


Monday knows what it's all about
She's the kind of girl that can do without
She was mature at sixteen years
She grew up fast she was raised on tears
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Her ma was wind and her pa was rain
She made her home in an empty train
Her clothes were patched
And shoes were worn
She played with the sun
And fought with the storm
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She bought a book and learned to read
So no one could learnt what she heard
She even ate a hershey bar
To make her kisses sweeter
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She wonder by night
When the sun was disarray
Cause every one notice her in the day
She wrote in her book
That a flower is good
But why is a weed so misunderstood
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She learned how to sing
And she learned how to pray
She learned it all in one short day
But she never learned black from white
She never even learn how to fight
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