Žodžiai dainai: Jam. Monday.

Rainclouds came and stole my thunder, left me barren like a desert
But a sunshine girl like you it's worth going through
I will never be embarrassed about love again
Tortured winds that blew me over

When I start to think that I'm something special
They tell me that I'm not
And they're right and I'm glad and I'm not
I will never be embarrassed about that again

Oh baby, I'm dreaming of Monday
Oh baby, will I see you again?
Oh baby, I'm dreaming of Monday