Top Songs By Screeching Weasel
Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ben Foster
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Monday I rolled out of bed
And things looked great at first
But Tuesday was a drag
And Wednesday somehow ended worse
This is one in a million baby
And I've said all I can say
This is one in a million baby
You're messing it up
You're throwing it all away
Turn turn
Turn it around
Whoah-oh-oh
Turn turn
Turn it around
Sunday you crawled back
Stinking of beer and cigarettes
Mumbling your half-baked excuses
And half-hearted regrets
(Whoah-oh-oh)
This is one in a million baby
You're breaking the spell
This is one in a million baby
You're messing it up
You're blowing it all to hell
Turn turn
Turn it around
Whoah-oh-oh
Turn turn
Turn it around
As the days of the week
And the weeks of the months
And the months of the years go by
I'm giving up
Till you turn it around
On the east side
On the west side
On the south side too
You're never inside
I'm outside of you
This is one in a million baby
You're breaking the spell
This is one in a million baby
You're messing it up
You're blowing it all to hell
Turn turn
Turn it around
Whoah-oh-oh
Turn turn
Turn it around
As the days of the week
And the weeks of the months
And the months of the years go by
I'm giving up
Till you turn it around
On the east side
On the west side
On the south side too
You're never inside
I'm outside of you
On the east side
On the west side
On the south side too
You're never inside
I'm outside of you
Turn it around
(Turn it around)
Turn it around
(Turn it around)
Turn it around
(Turn it around)
Turn it around
Writer(s): Benjamin M Foster
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com