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Another week of work is done,
And I am, oh, so tired,
I really need to rest my weary bones.
I leave the job at half past five,
I can't wait for the weekend,
But there's more work to do when I get home.
There's lawns to cut and trash to dump,
There's painting and there's fixing,
There's bills to pay and shopping at some store.
And when I think that all is done,
And I can finally rest,
I'm sure that I will find there's plenty more.
Now I can't wait 'til Monday morn,
When I go back to work,
To start the day with coffee with my friends,
Then work until it seems as if
The week goes on forever,
And once again I'm waiting 'til it ends.
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