Live from the Bitter End in NYC, the first time we ever played it.

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Sally: Well, if you must know, it was because he was very jealous, and I had these days of the week underpants.
Harry: Ehhhh! I'm sorry. I need a judge's ruling on this. Days of the weeks underpants?
Sally: Yes. They had the days of the week on them, and I thought they were sort of funny. And then one day Sheldon says to me, "You never wear Sunday." It was all suspicious. Where was Sunday? Where had I left Sunday? And I told him, and he didn't believe me.
Harry: What?
Sally: They don't make Sunday.
Harry: Why not?
Sally: Because of God.

Oh no, the weekend's gone
It never lasts too long
But I know -- a place where I can go
Someplace nice and warm
A port that's safe in every storm
Somewhere -- where my mood's not left to chance
It may be a dreary Monday
But it's Friday in your pants

You've got the funderwear
Every day a fresh new pair
But there's one -- that can take my blues away
You know the one I mean
The one I wish you'd never clean
Keep 'em on -- 'cause I can tell with just one glance
It may be a dreary Monday
But it's Friday in your pants

Friday in your pants
It's my vacation
Friday in your pants
It's my hibernation
They can call me out to play
But I'm not coming out
Never coming out....