Monday mornings are bittersweet
Just like the coffee in my cup
It's what you need but not enough
Here without warning--another week
I'd rather crawl back into bed
And lie with you all day instead
Everyone around the world can understand me
And this feeling inside
Maybe my heart is just a little too demanding
Oh, but when I look in your eyes
When I look in your eyes baby
Chorus:
I need a second Sunday
So I can be with you
I'm gonna go tell Monday
This is something I've got to do
Another 24 hours is all that it takes
Sometimes love just needs a second Sunday
A second Sunday
It's 6 am--hey, aren't you sweet?
With your hair all in a mess, I wonder
Why did I get you up?
When from California to NYC
There's a fever goin' round
Like the love that we have found