Lyrics : Sam Fender
Music : Sam Fender
Blue Monday
Blaring loudly out the speakers
Fluorescent liquid in his beaker
Another night they've gone too far
She said
I don't usually do this kind of thing
Does it change the way you think of me
Thinking isn't his forte
And she said
If you dance with me darling
If you take me home
Will we talk in the morning
They leave
Weave around the night's commotion
And dodge a Mexican standoff
And catch a cab back to his flat
There's no romance
Sprawled out across the couch
Can't even make his f**king face out
An age old ritual
And she said
If you dance with me darling
If you take me home
Will we talk in the morning
Sometimes I close my eyes
And sometimes I see you're fine
She said
If you dance with me darling
If you take me home
Will we talk in the morning