MONDAY    WRITER SONNY BONO         Monday knows what it's all about   She's the kind of girl that can do without   She was mature at sixteen years   She grew up fast she was raised on tears   Do do do do- do do do do      Her ma was wind and her pa was rain   She made her home in an empty train   Her clothes were patched   And shoes were worn   She played with the sun   And fought with the storm   Do do do do- do do do do      She bought a book and learned to read   So no one could learnt what she heard   She even ate a hershey bar   To make her kisses sweeter   Do do do do- do do do do      She wonder by night   When the sun was disarray   Cause every one notice her in the day   She wrote in her book   That a flower is good   But why is a weed so misunderstood   Do do do do- do do do do      She learned how to sing   And she learned how to pray   She learned it all in one short day   But she never learned black from white   She never even learn how to fight   Do do do do- do do do do   Do do do do- do do do do   Do do do do- do do do do