We've been told to live our lives just workin' on the feelin' Waitin' for the sun to shine on what we do believe in In every man I hear the cry of someone else A drownin' man reachin' out but no one hears I know a man livin' out his life without a reason And he says Monday's got a beautiful baby And Wednesday's child can never win Little Saturday will work till he's crazy But Friday's child, he was born to give Now what about all the unborn people that will suffer At the hands of Mr. Right who cares about no other I see a mother who lets her children use her up I know a father who just sacrificed his wayward son I wonder what you give that someone else is needin' Next to nothin' Monday's got a beautiful baby Wednesday's child can never win Little Saturday will work till he's crazy But Friday's child, he was born to give Monday's got a beautiful baby Wednesday's child can never win Little Saturday will work till he's crazy But Friday's child, this here you say Monday's got a beautiful baby Wednesday's child can never win Little Saturday will work till he's crazy But Friday's child He was Friday's child He was Friday's child Friday's child Friday's child © METROPHONIC MUSIC LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com