Gloomy Monday Morning by The Black Hollies Lyrics

Gloomy Monday Morning
I'll never make it to work on time
Had to keep driving
To catch a glimpse of that bird outside

Usually standing
On the corner of 39th
Smoking her cigarette
A pretty face you could never forget

[Chorus]
Baby let me be your man
On top of your lonely times
Baby let me be your man
On top of your lonely times

Hot in leather plastic
Tied her gloves in the tops of her vamps
Secretary glasses
Meet the base in the fridge of her hair
Usually standing
On the corner of 39th
Smoking her cigarette
A pretty face you could never forget

[Chorus]
Baby let me be your man
On top of your lonely times
Baby let me be your man
On top of your lonely times

My head begins to spin just like a washing machine
And suddenly she comes in your house
Oh isn't it fine
Now she doesn't realize that her hands are tied
(inaudible)
Good Morning to you

Gloomy Monday Morning
Gloomy Monday Morning
Gloomy Monday Morning
Gloomy Monday Morning

Gloomy Monday Morning
I'll never make it to work on time
Had to keep driving
To catch a glimpse of that bird outside
[Chorus]
Baby let me be your man
On top of your lonely times
Baby let me be your man
On top of your lonely times