Letra da Música: I Hate Your Guts On Sunday - Screeching Weasel

i hate your guts on sunday no other day of the week i hate your guts on sunday but monday morning you look so sweet i hate your guts on sunday and i'm not even sure why 'cause i love your guts on friday night you gotta go work while i stay here just sitting and scratching in my underwear hating you on sunday really only means i care i hate your guts on sunday and i don't know what to do monday's the catalyst for readjusting my attitude i hate your guts on sunday i hate my own guts as well but every other day i think you're swell sunday always feels like a funeral like setting the alarm to be on time for school but don't sweat and don't forget that every other day i think you're totally cool