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Will Young - Friday's Child
We've been told to live our lives
Just working on a feeling

Waiting for the sun on what
We do believe in

I'm every man

I hear the cry of someone else

A drowning man reaching out
But no-one hears

I know a man living 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 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 sacrifices his wayward son
I wonder

What you give that someone else

is needing nothing
Next to nothing
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 was born to give