Monday the start of my holiday
Freedom for just one week
Feels good to get away ooh
Tuesday I saw her down on the beach
I stood and watched a while

And she looked and smiled at me
Wednesday I didn´t see her
I hoped that she´d be back tomorrow
And then on Thursday
My luck had changed
She stood there all alone
I went and asked her name
I never thought that this could happen to me
In only seven days
It would take a hundred or more
For memories to fade
I wish Friday would last for ever
I held her close to me
I couldn´t bear to leave her there
Saturday just twenty four hours
Oh no I´m going back home on Sunday
Ooh so sad alone