I hate your guts on Sunday no other day of the week I hate your guts on Sunday

but Monday morning you look so sweetI 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