Monday, the start of my holiday Freedom for just one week Feels good to get away oooh
Tuesday, I saw her down on the beach I stood and watched a while And she looked and smiled at me
Wednesday, I didn't see her I hoped that she'd be back tomorrow
And then on Thursday, my luck had changed She stood there all alone, I went and asked her name I never thought that this could happen to me In only seven days It would take a hundred or more, for memories to fade
I wish Friday would last for ever I held her close to me, I couldn't bear to leave her there
Saturday, just twenty four hours Oh no I'm going back home on Sunday Oooh so sad alone
