Ooh
Here�s to the mondays
Watching all the cars on the freeway
I ain�t got a thing to do
Can I sit here next to you?
And oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, I kinda wish I got paid
'Cause my card got maxed out yesterday
Could you give me a shot?
And I�ll work with what I got
Not a dollar in my pocket
But I rock it like I ain�t broke
You know?
Ooh
Here�s to us uh, oh
Here�s to us
Ooh
Here�s to us uh, oh
Here�s to never winning first place
Here�s to crying on your birthday
Here�s to every single heartbreak
Here�s to us
Here�s to us
Here's to the mistakes
Somehow they always drop you in the right place, so let's go another around
Till the sky is falling down
And we'll laugh at all the shakes and movers
Now who's the loser?
What a joke
Ooh
Here�s to us uh, oh
Here�s to us
Ooh
Here�s to us uh, oh
Here�s to never winning first place
Here�s to crying on your birthday
Here�s to every single heartbreak
Here�s to us
Here�s to us
Na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na
I'm a player, I'm a hater
But I swear you would never know
'Cause I got a smile on
I'm an ex-con
That just got off parole
Could�ve been a contender, a pretender
Like brando play the role
But I'm not so what?
And that�s just how it goes
Ooh
Here�s to us uh, oh
Here�s to us
Ooh
Here�s to us uh, oh
Here�s to never winning first place
Here�s to crying on your birthday
Here�s to all the bad first dates
Here�s to every single heartbreak
Here�s to raining on your own parade
Here�s to showing up anyway
Here�s to us
Here�s to us
Here�s to
Here�s to the mondays
