[Verse 1 – Monday] Oh flan, it’s Monday—my least favorite curse, I hit the snooze five times, then it somehow got worse. Coffee ain't working, and neither am I, I stared at my screen till I wanted to cry. (Pre-Chorus) Boss says "Good morning!"—well fudge that noise, I’d rather be napping or day-drinking with the boys. --- [Chorus] I don’t wanna work this flippin’ week, My brain's on strike, my future looks bleak. I got no bucks, but I got no cares— Just pay me in snacks and folding chairs. So take your forms and your fancy cliques— I’m clockin’ in with a big ol’ “frick this week!” --- [Verse 2 – Tuesday] Tuesdays are tricksters, they're Monday in disguise, My to-do list grew legs and slapped me in the eyes. I said, “Fork this report,” and slammed down my pen, Can I call in sick with a case of "nope" again? --- [Verse 3 – Wednesday] It’s hump day, baby—whoop-de-doo, Halfway to broke and barely made it through. Lunch was a granola bar and sadness on toast, This week’s been a doozy, and I’m doin' the most. --- [Verse 4 – Thursday] Thursday's a tease, just flirts with the end, Still stuck in this office pretending to pretend. Emails stack up like a big ol' pile o’ spit, One more “per my last message” and I’ll lose my wit. --- [Verse 5 – Friday] Finally Friday, but it ain’t free yet, Still gotta smile and pretend I don’t sweat. My brain checked out at eleven-oh-two, But hey, I wore pants, so that’s something new. --- [Final Chorus – Big Finish] I don’t wanna work this freaking week, I’m hanging by threads and bad takeout grease. My soul’s on vacation, my willpower’s thin, If someone says “teamwork” I might just spin. So pour me a drink or a jumbo treat— ‘Cause I survived this flip of a week!
