Rainy days and Mondays

Talking to myself and feeling old
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

They can never make songs like they used to anymore. Oh my dearest oldies. It's days like these that i miss you the most.

What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don't belong
Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

I look out the upon the streets below as the windows start to mist, people rushing along as memories seep through my mind.

Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you
It's nice to know somebody loves me
Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
To run and find the one who loves me

Aww.. the sweet breeze of yester-days. Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.

Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me
Hangin around, nothing do to but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down