Sunday, looking at the clock, turning over in bed
And I so don't wanna
Like they say, "Life is always about work"
I don't think so
On Monday and Tuesday I'm a little bit uptight, it happens to me again
Wednesday is already over, Thursday - I'm happy, and here comes tomorrow
The sixth day, and the heaven and the earth were finished, and all the host of them
And on the seventh day God finished His work
which He had made
Friday, waking up, the smell of sea is in the air again
And how much I wanna
I'm calling a friend, "Go put on a bathing suit
'Cause it's so hot"
Dad calls again, "Don't be late so Mom won't strangle us"
So I get ready, it already plays, and here it comes
The sixth day, and the heaven and the earth were finished, and all the host of them
And on the seventh day God finished His work
which He had made
Thursday, I didn't forget, is another holiday
for us all
How my whole body itches, it feels special
Because it's us
So let's go hang out and be back by five or six in the morning
Another week has ended and here comes tomorrow, so I'm singing for you
The sixth day, and the heaven and the earth were finished, and all the host of them
And on the seventh day God finished His work
which He had made