Monday rolled out of bed, and things looked great at first But Tuesday was a drag, and Wednesday somehow ended worse This is one in a million, baby And I've said all I can say This is one in a million, baby You're messing it up You're throwing it all away Turn turn, turn it around A-woah-oh oh Turn turn, turn it around Sunday [?] and the beer and cigarettes [?] and half-hearted regrets This is one in a million, baby You're breaking the spell This is one in a million, baby You're messing it up You're blowing it all to hell Turn turn, turn it around A-woah-oh oh Turn turn, turn it around As the days of the week and the weeks of the months And the months of the years go by I'm giving up 'til you turn it around On the east side, on the west side On the south side too You never listen I'm outside of you This is one in a million, baby You're breaking the spell This is one in a million, baby You're messing it up You're blowing it all to hell Turn turn, turn it around A-woah-oh oh Turn turn, turn it around As the days of the week and the weeks of the months And the months of the years go by I'm giving up 'til you turn it around On the east side, on the west side On the south side too You never listen I'm outside of you ... Turn it around...