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between sunday and midnight

Between Sunday and midnight, they dance on the wall down the street.

Between the red brick and rust, street lights and dust

Saying farewell send the weekend away

Cause this is the last of the last holiday

 

Tomorrow is just another work day my friend

Between Sunday and midnight will come round again

Well have this night and be on our way

Tomorrow is tomorrow and a new working day

 

Someone puts on something where ever one knows the words

They sing it so loud the music can't be heard

Meanwhile the bar staff put the furniture outside

To free up some space for the dancing inside

 

Tomorrow is just another work day my friend

Between Sunday and midnight will come round again

Well have this night and be on our way

Tomorrow is tomorrow and a new working day

 

The barman locks the doors keeping us all in

Ale flows free along with tonic and gin

Girls are on the bar doing a jig and reel

At the end of the night it’s great how we feel

 

Tomorrow is just another work day my friend

Between Sunday and midnight will come round again

Well have this night and be on our way

Tomorrow is tomorrow and a new working day

copyright © 2012 Dan McEvoy