About Tuesday I don’t know
An indication from the radio
Writing on brown paper in desperation
Sitting up 'cause I can’t lie down
And the tears are coming down
My hand is on my forehead holding up my frown
You can go if you wanted to
But you know that I know you'll be back
The tail between your legs and a mixed up head

Tuesday in September now
We are getting along so well somehow
Writing on brown paper in desperation
Sitting up 'cause I can’t lie down
And the tears are coming down
My hand is on my forehead holding up my frown
You can go if wanted to
But you know that I know you'll be back
The tail between your legs and a mixed up head

La, la, la, la...

You'll be back, the tail between your legs and a mixed up head
You'll be back, the tail between your legs and a mixed up head


Lyrics submitted by TheDirge, edited by beretun

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