Lyrics

Any Day But Monday and maybe sunday too
I'm all wrapped up in a fantasy, baby I'm obsessed with you
and the coward that I am, I can't pick up the phone
what if she is there with you what if you're not alone

and I know that it's not simple and I know that it's not right
but I fall, too hard too fast too soon - sometimes

And everynight but tuesday, I walk these streets alone,
thinking 'bout you sleeping babe are you in bed alone
and you know it drives me crazy, that I've never seen her face
it makes it hard to hate the woman that I want to replace

and I know that it's not simple and I know that it's not right
but I fall, too hard too fast too soon - sometimes

And baby I know, believe me I know that the one time that i had you, you were just on loan.

and baby I try, believe me I try to get you out of my head to get on with my life.
but I fall, too hard too fast too soon - sometimes
ya baby I fall, , too hard too fast too soon - sometimes

So anyday but monday, and maybe sunday too, babe pick up the phone, cause I'll be waiting
Ya, I'll, I'll be waiting
I'm sick of waiting, but I will be waiting for you.