I can’t wait for Tuesday
Wednesday morning and I roll out of bed 
I steal a kiss and I wish we we’re wed
We both lead separate lives.
You see the days and I own the nights
And the [bad word] to take me away
only six more days to earn my pay
and I’m counting down from the moment we part
and your eyes tell me look after my heart

And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday. 
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.

The hotel lobbies all blend into one
I fight to get people to hear my songs
Promises fall as fast as [bad word] 
I keep telling myself that this is the one
That will bring us together everyday 
and the PRS will [bad word] my pay 
I will buy you a house, close to the sea 
we’ll have 23 kids and a money tree.

And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday. 
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.

You pray to Buddha and I talk to god. 
That one day the radio DJ will play my songs. 

And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday. 
And I can’t wait. I can’t wait for Tuesday.

Monday morning and I roll out of bed 
only 24 hours until I see you again.
It seems like a lifetime since I touched your face
But I’ll soon be happy because it’s Tuesday again
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