[Verse 1] I love to do my work Never complain Never get tired Don't mind the strain I always say, "Old man Wait till you're through Sunday will come Thursday comes, too In those two days Think what you'll do For they're the lovely days with you [Chorus] Every Sunday afternoon and Thursday night We'll be free as birds in flight If on Sunday afternoon we ever fight We'll make up on Thursday night Leave the dishes Dry your hands Change your wishes To commands Every Sunday afternoon we'll be polite But we'll make love on Thursday night [Verse 2] I work my life away Thinking of play What will I wear? What will you say? Then I remind myself Old girl, you're strong And you're in love Life can't go wrong Smile your old smile Sing your old song Wait till those dear days come along [Chorus]
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