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Introduction
Hey there! So, let’s chat about a song that has this magical ability to make you feel all sorts of things—”Monday, Monday” by The Mamas & The Papas. You know that feeling when Sunday night rolls around, and you’re dreading the start of another week? This song totally gets it, and it’s like having a comforting friend who knows exactly what you’re going through.
Released in 1966, “Monday, Monday” hit the airwaves during a time when music was transforming into a powerful force of culture and expression. It’s a track that stands out not just for its catchy melody but for the way it encapsulates the bittersweet emotions of facing a new week. The harmonies are simply mesmerizing, a signature of The Mamas & The Papas, blending their voices in a way that feels like honey for the ears.
What makes this song extra special is its timelessness. Despite being over five decades old, it still resonates with listeners today. I mean, who hasn’t experienced that mix of reluctance and resolve on a Monday morning? And here’s a fun tidbit: it was their only song to reach No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100, which speaks volumes about its impact.
When you listen, you might find yourself swaying to its rhythm, maybe even humming along, caught up in its gentle yet poignant vibe. It’s like the song wraps you in a cozy blanket of nostalgia while whispering, “Hey, you’re not alone.”
Have you ever had a song that feels like it just understands you? That’s “Monday, Monday” for so many people. So, next time you’re dealing with the Monday blues, give it a listen. Who knows, it might just become your new start-of-the-week anthem!
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Lyrics
Monday, Monday, so good to me;
Monday morning, it was
all I hoped it would be.
Oh, Monday morning,
Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you
would still be here with me.
Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day;
Monday, Monday, sometimes
it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday morning, you gave me
no warning of what was to be.
Oh, Monday, Monday, how could
you leave and not take me?
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the
week is fine, yeah.
But whenever Monday comes –
but whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time.
Monday, Monday, so good to me;
Monday morning, it was
all I hoped it would be.
But Monday morning, Monday
morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you
would still be here with me.
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the
week is fine, yeah.
But whenever Monday comes –
but whenever Monday comes
You can find me crying all of the time.
Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day;
Monday, Monday,
it just turns out that way.
Oh, Monday, Monday, won’t go away;
Monday, Monday, it’s here to stay.
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday