Tuesday Girl

Standing all alone at the end of the queue
I ask the bloke in front "when's the next bus due?"
My heart is beating fast and my head is in a whirl
Because tonight is the night that I see my Tuesday girl.

I only see her once a week, well that's the way things are.
I meet her in the corner of a quiet little bar.
I have a couple of beers, myself (she normally sticks to coke),
And then its back to my place and upstairs for a smoke.

We talk a little while, then it's time to get undressed.
I'm sure you can imagine what we get up to next.
Then it's time for her to go, it's always been the same.
That's the reason why I wish that Wednesday never came