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Well I remember my first day of public school I was very scared of getting pummeled And sure enough I did at first recess I got pegged in the head by a big red ball And stumbled, my head hung Back to class with a bloody nose And soon it was lunch time Mom said I should ask about how poor kids could get fed So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read Monday hotdogs Tuesday tacos Wednesday hamburgers and chocolate milk Thursday sloppy joes and burritos in a bag Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week All the kids would line up super early just to eat Monday hotdogs Tuesday tacos Wednesday hamburgers and chocolate milk Thursday sloppy joes and burritos in a bag Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Hooray for pizza day Hooray for pizza day I miss pizza day The best day of the week Well I remember my first day of Jr. High I had hairspray in my hair and my pants were way too tight And all the breakers and new-wavers and the rockers and the preps Would all be in their places on the front lawn or the steps I hung out with some punker kids who used to make me laugh Got thrown in the dumpster by some rich kids near the caff As time went on we figured out it was totally uncool To eat the welfare lunch Provided by the school So in poser punker fashion we just mooched off all the kids And lived off eating candy bars and bags of nacho chips Monday hotdogs Tuesday tacos Wednesday hamburgers and chocolate milk Thursday sloppy joes and burritos in a bag Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Hooray for pizza day Hooray for pizza day I miss pizza day The best day of the week Well now I'm out of school and I don't have a job (you're a slob) I just sit around all sweaty and lethargic And I'm just thinkin' 'bout where it all went wrong Why I can't concentrate on anything but reruns I wish I had some more stability and I I wish I had somebody makin' lunch for me I guess I miss the simple things in life The thought of pizza day I thought it's stupid then but I wish I had it now I just want Monday hotdogs Tuesday tacos Wednesday hamburgers and chocolate milk Thursday sloppy joes and burritos in a bag Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Monday hotdogs Tuesday tacos Wednesday hamburgers and chocolate milk Thursday sloppy joes and burritos in a bag Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week It always came with salad and a side of cold green beans Hooray for pizza day Hooray for pizza day Hooray for pizza day Hooray for pizza day I miss pizza day Best day of the week Says Michael Jackson of Encino, California When he's not at his little theme park He's eating pizza with the kids Oh boy, moonwalker's back Have a slice buddy! Take off your glove off first You'll enjoy it more
Writer(s): Christian Jacobs, Chad Larson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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