[Chorus]
Me, I ain't got to send a usher around with baskets or talk to a choir
But nigga I'm cleaner than your motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard, I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking in the service on sunday morning
[Verse 1]
I make so many mistakes, so many corrections
I'm so far from perfect, so many imperfections
But I'm a go getta, I get up and go get it
So if you're preaching prosperity, I wanna hear it
I make the hood look good, turn the base into base line
Punch lines to white lines, run from the one time
My verse is like a graphic scene, close your eyes
Now you seen the dope fiend lean
And you seen the pimp pimp hoes
The 4-4 blow and niggas puff dro
Like there's no tomorrow
Hit that pass that, that's the motto
You know jail's like vacation for my friends
They go away, come home and do the same shit again
You think I'm bad, man they don't give a fuck
They trying do what they gotta do to get a buck
[Chorus]
Me, I ain't got to send a usher around with baskets or talk to a choir
But nigga I'm cleaner than your motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard, I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking in the service on sunday morning
[Verse 2]
I take the line out the good book an eye for an eye
Shoot me I shoot you back, I don't care if you die
First the sun comes down, then the sun goes up
And the coke price too when the Ds make a bust
It's freeze nigga, get the fuck on the wall and
Everything you worked for, they come to take it all
Man it's like they don't know what they taking
Hit you with the tazer, I'll have you sizzling like bacon
When you pray say a prayer for me, a nigga could use it
Through my pain there's a piece of me in all of my music
Go head you can judge me, I'm hoping you love me
I see I got it mastered, muh muh muh magic
Hocus pocus keep the bitches focused
Before we pop up on that ass with toasters
Lord forgive me I'm regressing again
Forgive me for that line and the rest of my sins
[Chorus]
Me, I ain't got to send a usher around with baskets or talk to a choir
But nigga I'm cleaner than your motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard, I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking in the service on sunday morning
Sunday morning
Slow beats seething
Through the screens in
The open windows
Eggs frying
Legs shaking
After we stayed lying
So long in bed
Sunday morning
Both of us reading
And looking up occasionally
Looking up occasionally
Sunday morning
You're doing your thing
And I am doing mine
Speaking words
More a formality
Cuz we can feel we
Are of one mind
Sunday morning
Sheets still warm
Kitties swarming
Around our feet
Life comes easy
Your sweet company
Making it so complete
Of all the Monday through Fridays
We joined the crusade
Of all the Saturday nights
In which we were made
Of all the exorcisms
I've done with your ghosts
Still it's Sunday morning
[ Both ]
Sunday Sunday Sunday morning a new week starts and the old one ends
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning
Start the day out right with your family and your friends
[ Nat ]
Now I recall my younger years when I was just a pup
I could tell what day it was the moment I got up
On every Sunday morning and always without fail
My mom would have my Sunday suit out hanging on the nail
[ Both ]
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning...
[ Connie ]
Now mom and dad and sis and I put on our Sunday clothes
And hand in hand we'd all walk down that long and dusty road
Then order book and up the hill through the mountain side
And all our friends and neighbors they were marching in a line
[ Both ]
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning...
Now Pastor Brown was waiting there to teach us Sunday school
We'd open up the good book and we'd learn the golden rule
And fore we'd even know it'd wash away our sins
Oh Lord it's grand to see how warm our Sunday morn begins
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning...
Maurice White, Sheldon Reynolds Allee Willis
Intro Chorus:
Ooh, Sunday morning
You;re gonna find my love shining on you
Oh, I'm waiting
And my heart is anticipating
Your face
On my pillow
Feel sunshine pouring through the window
Like the grapes on the vine
Love gets sweeter with time
You were made to love
Chorus:
Ooh, Sunday morning (I'll see you Sunday morning)
Ooh, Sunday morning
It's like the best of everything falling on you
Your eyes
Shining on me
You're the brightest star, that ever could be
Your kiss
Oh, I'm so thankful
The love that we share, I'm sincerely grateful
The wind blowin' in the tree
Singing love songs to me
Singing you were made to love
Chorus:
Ooh, Sunday morning (I'll see you Sunday morning)
You're gonna find my love shining on you
Ooh, Sunday morning
It's like the best of everything falling on you
Ooh, Sunday morning (I'll see you Sunday morning)
When we shared sweet love like no other
Ooh, Sunday morning
Like a summer day with your lover
Ooh Sunday morning (I'll see you Sunday morning)
When we shared sweet love like no other
Sunday morning 3pm, I wake up
Sunday morning 3pm, one eye open
Sunday morning 3pm, I'm in a bad mood
Sunday morning 3pm, I'm in a bad mood
I lay in bed with my jacket on
I lay in bed with my pants on
I lay in bed with my shoes on
my shoes on with shit stuck on
ye-ye ye-ye ye-ye ye-ye !
I lay in bed with my shoes on
I lay in bed with my jacket on
I lay in bed with my pants on
my pants on, totally wet from piss
I lay in bed with my shoes on
I lay in bed with my pants on
I lay in bed with my jacket on
my jacket on with vomit stuck on
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
And I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
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Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well
You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion so I can complain
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well
I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you, for turning on the light
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now, you're looking like I used to!
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me
I thought I knew you
I've got a new view
Well I woke up feelin' rat shit, with no way to hold me head that didn't
hurt,
Wonderin' what'd make me feel the best, chunder or a squirt,
But I think I'll settle for a shit 'cause I've still got some chunder on me
shirt,
And I rubbed me eyes and scratched me nuts and staggered down
the stairs to greet the day, oh shit.
I got pissed again the day before watchin' cricket on the telly with me
mates,
There was Berne Simmons Matty Kim, Lucky, and this big prick
Wally Yates,
But Christ knows why I feel so crook, must'a been somethin' that I
ate,
By the time I found you're supposed to peel your prawns before you
eat 'em, it's too late.
I'm into Sunday mornin' sideways, oh Jesus Christ I'm bloody crook,
Havin' a quiet drink Saturday avo, is just like, tryin' to have a quiet
fuck with a chook,
And I think I'm bloody dyin', like I've been fumbled by a truck,
On me knees out in the dunny, Sunday mornin', throwin' up.
Sweatin' on the Sunday session, tryin' to think of what I done last
night,
I remember I got me end away, oh Jesus, Wally Yates' wife,
A man's supposed to be a man so, I should me a man and
apologise,
Oh, but a root's a root, and I'm a cunt, I'll call 'round next time while
he's workin' nights.
I'm into Sunday mornin' sideways, oh Jesus Christ I'm bloody crook,
Havin' a quiet drink Saturday avo, is just like, tryin' to have a quiet
fuck with a chook,
And I think I'm bloody dyin', like I've been fumbled by a truck,
On me knees out in the dunny, Sunday mornin', throwin' up.
Ohh I think me ass just caved in, Sunday mornin', chuckin' up.
Chorus:
Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Verse 1:
It's the same thing, back in the cold
People know people come and go it bores me
Same thing
Seems like I'm trapped in the world where the servants they serve time
Time waits on no man
So when people fall like me
I can't wait
Chorus (x2)
Verse 2:
Walking down blocks
Pictures don't stop
Pictures inside my dome
This is not me
I'm just afraid to be here all alone
Hurry up, wait
Quit it don't stop
I'm drowning in the self
This is not me
Where is my revolution, but
If you want to own me
I am not concerned
If you follow me
I know that I can learn
You might be the greatest thing I've ever seen
All I know is music
All, All I've ever known
Chorus x2
Let's go x4
Sunday morning silence, curtain stay closed late
No one thinks of kitchens mornings in a filthy state
Dishes cups and beer stains, ashtrays on the floor
Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door
Sunday school and sunday roast
Sunday papers sunday post
Sunday morning sunday rest
Sunday sermon sunday best
(sunday, bloody sunday rest)
Glass of fizzy water helps to start the day
Sit and listen to sunday silence, problems fade away
Sunday cars and drivers break the morning air
Uncollected milk outside reveals there's no one there
Sunday school and sunday roast
Sunday papers sunday post
Sunday morning sunday rest
Sunday sermon sunday best
Sunday school and sunday roast
Sunday papers sunday post
Sunday morning sunday rest
Sunday sermon sunday best
Bathrobes hang in waiting, windows steaming up
Somewhere in the sink downstairs lies an unwashed cup
Tea and toast for breakfast clear away the plates
Wash-up prepare for cooking sunday lunch awaits
Sunday lunch awaits
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling
By my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's all the wasted years
So close behind
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you
Who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
And I'm falling
I've got {a} feeling
I don't want to know
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's all the streets you've crossed
Not so long ago
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you
Who will call
It's nothing at all
Watch out the world's behind you
There's always someone around you
Who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
[ Both ]
Sunday Sunday Sunday morning a new week starts and the old one ends
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning
Start the day out right with your family and your friends
[ Nat ]
Now I recall my younger years when I was just a pup
I could tell what day it was the moment I got up
On every Sunday morning and always without fail
My mom would have my Sunday suit out hanging on the nail
[ Both ]
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning...
[ Connie ]
Now mom and dad and sis and I put on our Sunday clothes
And hand in hand we'd all walk down that long and dusty road
Then order book and up the hill through the mountain side
And all our friends and neighbors they were marching in a line
[ Both ]
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning...
Now Pastor Brown was waiting there to teach us Sunday school
We'd open up the good book and we'd learn the golden rule
And fore we'd even know it'd wash away our sins
Oh Lord it's grand to see how warm our Sunday morn begins
On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning...
Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom
Between thought and expression lies a lifetime
Situations arise because of the weather
and no kinds of love
are better than others
Some kinds of love
Margueirta told Tom
like a dirty French novel
the absured courts the vulgar
and some kinds of love
the possibilites are endless
and for me to miss one
would seem to be groundless
I head what you said
Margueritat told Tom
And of course you're a bore
But at that you're not charmless
for a bore is a straight line
that finds a wealth in division
and some kinds of love
are mistaken for vision
Put jelly on your shoulder
Let us do what you fear most
That from which you recoil
but which still makes your eyes moist
Put jelly on your shoulder
lie down upon the carpet
between thought and expression
let us now kiss the culprit
I don't know just what it's all about
Put on your red pajamas and find out.
You've been here before
Yeah, you've seen it all
And I won't even let you look over my walls
Say you're terrified
So am I
But I won't give in
I could never tell you
And let you win
'You can stay' you offer
That's all I really wanted on
Sunday Morning
Is what makes this life worth living
Yeah
Sunday Morning
It gives me something to believe in
Please don't let me go
Your touch is simple
You're jaded,
You're sweet I tried so hard to make you fall in love with me
You kissed my fingertips
This is all I have
Do I really need to say anything back?
'Please don't break me', you plead
You've already broken me by
Sunday Morning
Is what makes this life worth living
Yeah
Sunday Morning
It gives me something to believe in
Please don't let me go
But nothing's ever promised.
(Reed)
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Staring at the telephone
No, it doesn't ring
Thinking of you lying there
As you hide your wedding ring
I'm always up for something new
My timing's never right
Maybe, I should be with someone else
For just one night
No more of your darkness
No more stupid games
No more staying out all night
I wish to God I'd never known your name
Sunday morning
Yeah, you shake it up alright
Your friends, they all agree
And after you have had your fun
Well, what becomes of me
No more of your promises
Clandestine Rendezvous
And I feel your sweat all over me
I wish that I had something left to lose
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Two wrongs don't, two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't, two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't, two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Alright, alright, alright, alright, oh
Staring at the telephone
No, it doesn't ring
Staring out the window
I have no wedding ring
No more
No, no, no more
No, no, no more
No, no, no, oh yeah
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Two wrongs don't, two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Two wrongs don't, two wrongs don't
Two wrongs don't make a right
Sunday morning
So it began that day on royal grounds,
She met the Prince that she would try to tie him down.
He held the reigns of power, and many victory,
And won the hearts of women with his chivalry.
Now the Queen had told the King about the Baroness,
How she had fell in love with a Knight of the very best.
Word soon spread fast around the castle and the land,
There were in love and she would soon take his hand.
Well she missed her chance,
To grab romance
He left that day
On a Sunday Morning, they say.
Solo
The King had made arrangements for their Wedding day,
No price too big enough that he wouldn't pay.
What happened then was something only they could tell,
She watched him gallop off as the whole town-people yelled.
Well she missed her chance,
To grab romance
He left that day
Let's pretend it's a sunday morning
We'll go out, feeding pigeons
I'll take you on hands till the bridge though
I can tell that you won't listen to my words
To my words
I'm saying
All the ships are stuck in a harbour
As the river is full of flowers, my love
Let's go out, let's go out it's sunday
All the cinemas open till midnight
Oh, this life seems such a funny game
While the water turns into wine
Priest will bless and promise us heaven
I can tell that you don't listen to my words
To my words
I'm saying
What a day, what a day is invented
Sorry days like these can't be rented
What a chance, what a chance is given
And I would be a fool
If I didn't try
Oh, it's alright, it's alright, it's sunday
We'll go out taking pictures
We can put them in frames to remember
Of how life seems such a funny game
Still the water turn into wine
I can tell - you won't listen to my words
To my words
I'm saying
All the time there's a world between us
All the time between love and venus
What a day, what a day is invented
Sorry days like these can't be rented
What a day, what a day is invented
Sorry days like these can't be rented
What a chance, what a chance is given
And I would be a fool
If I didn't try
Let's pretend it's a sunday morning
Let's pretend it's a sunday morning
Let's pretend it's a sunday morning
Through the window the plane goes by
Watch my lips as I say good-bye
Can't you see I don't want to cry
On this Sunday morning
Drop my change as I move away
Can't you see I just want you to stay
Please don't hate me for being this way
On this Sunday morning
Oh, please don't keep me hanging on
Oh, oh, oh won't you hold me in your arms
Through the window the plane goes by
Waiting for you to call and cry
Please don't do this or I shall die
On this Sunday morning
Oh, please don't keep me hanging on
Oh, oh, oh won't you hold me in your arms
Oh, please don't keep me hanging on
Oh, oh, oh won't you hold me in your arms
On this Sunday morning
Oh oh...
No ooh ooh...
When you said goodbye I didn't hear it
Maybe I just didn't want to hear that word
Too late it's embedded.
Girl I haven't heard from you in seven days
Since you looked over your shoulder as you walked away
It didn't feel like it was over.
Is it over?
[Chorus:]
It's sunday morning I slept right next to my phone
Sunday morning I'm still waiting for your call
To tell me this was all a mistake, that you don't wanna spend another minute away
Cause it's sunday morning girl
Just call me when you get this message
It'll only take one second
Call it back and it's pathetic. not the sixteen messages I left
It's you (you don't get it) you just keep me hanging on after everything
I just want to hear your voice say anything
In your heart it can't be over
Is it over?
[Chorus:]
It's sunday morning I slept right next to my phone
Sunday morning I'm still waiting for your call
To tell me this was all a mistake, that you don't wanna spend another minute away
Cause it's sunday morning girl
Just call me when you get this
Operator tell me what I gotta do to get through to her
Cause we been disconnected
I been tryna get a hold of my girl. it's like her phone doesn't work and I just can't accept this
I need to know if it's over
Is it over?
[Chorus: x2]
It's sunday morning I slept right next to my phone
Sunday morning I'm still waiting for your call
To tell me this was all a mistake (tell me this was crazy)
That you don't wanna spend another minute away (you don't wanna)
Cause it's sunday morning girl
Call me when you get this message
Sunday morning, cloudless sky. Not so long ago we talked
About what was going wrong, before it hat begun.
As sure as it had started. Much too fast to understand.
Not what we thought. A new love had to be.
So hard to find a way that leads into belief.
But now you lay here by my side
Dream on you'll be safe inside my arms.
Dream on I'll be here to keep you warm.
Sleep well it's much too early to get up.
I just woke up to see if you're still there.
Sleep on it's five o'clock.
I'm feeling so much better now. A look into eyes
And I can feel what's on your mind 'cause your
Heart is open wide.
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
It's the same thing, back in the cold
People know, people come and go, it bores me, same thing
Seems like I'm trapped in the world where the servants, they serve time
Time waits on no man, so when people fall like me
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Walking down blocks, pictures don't stop, pictures inside my dome
This is not me, I'm just afraid to be here all alone
Hurry up, wait, quit it, don't stop, I'm drowning in the self
This is not me, where is my revolution?
But if you want to own me, I am not concerned
If you follow me, I know that I can learn
You might be the greatest thing I've ever seen
All I know is music, all, all I've ever known
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Everyday is Saturday night
But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Everyday is Saturday night
You forgot your dreams
I wonder why you never had them
I've seen it all before
You take someone else's dreams
And try to make them your own
Sunday morning
Wake up lonely
Trying hard not to make a
Sunday morning
Break up slowly
Sunday morning
Break of dawn comes
Ba-dam-bam-ba-da-da
You don't love me
You don't love anyone
Not even yourself
I am not so sure
Whether I, I like the new you
Sunday morning
Wake up lonely
Trying hard not to make a
Sunday morning
Break up slowly
Sunday morning
Break of dawn comes
Ba-dam-bam-ba-da-da
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-bam-ba-da
Bam-ba-ba-da
Ba-da-ba-ba-da-bam-ba-da
Bam-ba-ba-da
Bam-ba-ba-da
Bam-ba-ba-da
Sunday morning
Wake up lonely
Trying hard not to make a
Sunday morning
Break up slowly
Sunday morning
Break of dawn comes
Sunday morning
I'm sad in the heart
Nothing to do 'till it's dark
When I'll be drunk again
Sunday morning
Warm under the blanket
Left alone just like me
While everybody sleeps.
Thinking of her that I already miss
Where have we thrown
The love we made
In this same bed
And how many times
Had I Hated me for this?
...Thinkin' of her on a sunday...
Thinking of her that I already miss
Where have you thrown
The love we made
In this same bed
And how many times
Sunday morning
We were lying in bed, just the two of us under cover, undercover
With no warning you suddenly became my lover
I've been waiting so very long for you to say it to me, say it to me
I've been skating, skating on thin ice if I don't agree
I know you're the one for me but it took me by surprise
If I say it back to you, I can't look you in the eye
I don't want to lose you, I don't want to confuse you
I guess this is my cue, to give you my reply
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed with I love you
What am I supposed to say back to you
You killed it with I love you
And I'm sorry
Only three little words I seem to be so scared of
So please show me how to get these words
Off the tip of my tongue and out of my mind
I know you're the one for me but it took me by surprise
If I say it back to you, I can't look you in the eye
I don't want to lose you, I don't want to confuse you
I guess this is my cue, to give you my reply
If I say it back to you, I can't look you in the eye
I don't want to lose you, I don't want to confuse you
I guess this is my cue, to give you my reply
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed with I love you
What am I supposed to say back to you
You killed it with I love you
I have been thinking about what you said
Three little words running round in my head
There's no one else that I'd rather be next to
I guess what I'm trying to say is I love you
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed with I love you
What am I supposed to say back to you
You killed it with I love you
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed it, you killed it, you killed it with I love you
And you killed with I love you
What am I supposed to say back to you
The air's breathing
Silently singing:
"Some got nothing
Some got plenty
Just take what you need
If you ain't got nothing"
Laughing, crying
The chimes are ringing
The night is over
It is Sunday Morning
I'll make me a knife
Long and sharp and red
I'll hold it here
To protect my life
Guess that's everybody's right
Yellow, black or white
To live without no fears
I'll make me a bed
Where I can rest my head
I'll take the time I need
Though I'm tired as hell
Guess that's everybody's right
Yellow, black or white
I'm red eyes, I've got a big surprise
Theres something burning in an electric sky
That says "son don't bother waiting around to die
I've got it covered keep your head up high"
And I'm red eyed when we packed our car up tight
When we escaped the gallows hanging no mans land
Can someone tell me what the underworld is like?
Cause passing boulders this just don't feel right
Don't worry brother this will blow over
Don't worry brother anything less is fucking surrender
Cause we can get away from this
We can run as far as Mexico
And be something better that just an "I told you so"
Your girl is easy like Sunday morning
Your girl is easy
Your bitch is easy like Sunday morning
She was riding in the Acura
I pulled up from the back of her
Rolled the window down and said, "Hello I am a bachelor,
With excellent vernacular,
ATL's Ambassador"
She said "Whatcha smokin' on?"
"Oh... that's the smell of lavender"
"And you drive a nice car,
You must be a trafficer"
I said, "Girl you a trip,
You must be a traveler"
She said she was from Marietta
Went to school in Lassiter
But I don't care
I just want to beat it up like Haggler
She said her name was Bridget
And she like to kick it
But she got a boyfriend
I told her I could dig it
She said, "If he catch us fuckin' round
That nigga would be livid,
Admit it,
You would be too if you was with this"
So I cut the bullshit
And asked her for her digits
A couple days later she came by to pay a visit
Now I'm in the room
Swinging wood like I'm playing cricket
So if you think she the one,
My nigga you should quit it
Your girl is easy like Sunday morning
Your girl is easy
Your bitch is easy like Sunday morning
Yeah, Okay
Here's another scenario
I knew this girl from middle school
When it came to getting some
It was never difficult
She liked all the athletes
Came to all the track meets
And I was varsity
So you know I had to hit her too
Her attitude was pitiful
Reminds you of the typical
Bitch from up the street
Plus a liar that's habitual
Getting drunk and having sex
I swear the chick was pitiful
Sucking dick, tryna get rich – that's a ritual
All the way through high school
Until she was a senior
Been about seven years since a nigga seen her
Heard she moved away
But the rumors still linger
Used to have a partner named mark who drove a beamer
Said he met a girl that used to go to 'Rita
And he in love with her
I said, "You jumpin' off the deep end"
Said he name was Kim
Half black and Puerto Rican
You talking 'bout the Kim that graduated in '03 man?
That bitch was easy
Your bitch is easy like Sunday morning
sunday morning
brings the dawn in
it's just a restless feeling
by my side
early dawning
sunday morning
it's all the wasted years
so close behind
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
sunday morning
and I'm falling
I've got {a} feeling
I don't want to know
early dawning
sunday morning
it's all the streets you've crossed
not so long ago
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning,
Waiting for my love to call,
Drinking coffee since the day was dawning,
Hanging round the empty hall,
Watching raindrops in the twilight,
On the windowpane,
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday morning,
Silently in the rain.
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning waiting for a call,
Longing just to hear, you whisper in my ear tenderly,
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning seems to change it all,
In my heart I know, that I still love you so desperately.
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning,
Wondering if love’s stille kind,
Trying ever since the day was dawning,
To control my restless mind,
Watching raindrops in the twilight,
On the windowpane,
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday morning,
Silently in the rain.
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning waiting for a call,
Longing just to hear, you whisper in my ear tenderly,
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning seems to change it all,
In my heart I know, that I still love you so desperately.
Someone says love’s an illusion,
And the truth is no one cares,
It’s a lie a wrong conclusion,
I feel love in the rain, in the air.
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning waiting for a call,
Longing just to hear, you whisper in my ear tenderly,
I’ve been waiting on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning seems to change it all,
Well...
I know I keep on
Talking 'bout your love
When I'm with you
Everything's beautiful
It's all about you
Whatever you wanna do
I'm so happy
I'm with you
Don't see any problems with you
Those things that we could do
Girl you know
I love you
[Chorus: x2]
You make it oooh (oooh)
Feel so good
Make me wanna get up early on a sunday morning
All your love
Oooh
Come on baby
Bring it here girl
I'ma do you round the pool
Are you ready
For this love I'ma put on you, I'ma put on you
(Oooh) I'ma hit it I'ma hit it some more
till the cops come back and gone hit the door
girl you know, I'm yours
[Chorus x2]
[Bridge:]
Oooh, oooh
That feels so good baby, uh
Oooh oooh
You so good you make me wanna testify girl
Oooh oooh (Yeah)
It's a Sunday morning here I come baby
Oooh oooh
You wonder why I stare at you all the time baby?
Oooh oooh
Cuz God has really blessed me to be with you
Oooh oooh
So I promise, to love you, to cherish you, to give you the world baby
[Chorus x2]
Oooh oooh
Sunday morning, all your love
Oooh oooh
Sunday morning's in my room my body's on bed and candy's
in my mouth
Sunday morning's just for my dear and my dear is lazy
The sunshine's in my rotten hair i'm listening to the
radio here.
Sunday morning's in a dream the dream that i never wanna
stop
Sunday morning's in my room my body's on bed and candy's
in my mouth
Sunday morning's just for my dear and my dear is a lazy
sleep
I think my mind has gone to nowhere there will be no more
hurts
Sunday morning's in a dream the dream that i never wanna
stop
I'm just alright
I'm just alright
I'm just alright
Sunday morning I will meet Pam
The sun shines so bright, the blue sky don’t lie
Sunday morning light
I walk through the empty Sunday morning streets
The wind blows so warm, the sunlight can’t hide
Sunday morning light
I wonder, what a perfect (Sunday) morning
I could lay down on the ground, say to everyone around:
- Feel this Sunday morning light!
My dear Pam, can you feel this morning light?
I’m sure that you do, anyway I’ll share with you
[DTTX]
I woke up yawnin'
And it's another Sunday mornin'
Mom's cooking on the stove
And you know where I'm goin' back to the park
Know we gonna stay till it get dark
Homey's cruisin they rides because they rides is sharp
Hittin' switches, lookin at all the fly shi...
Drinkin what we drinkin and you know it ain't apple juice
Remember those days when we used to kick it
From cruisin on with you late late when we kick it
Paint the flex, and never wanna go home
Even when the streets lights came on
We still rode till dawn
Three wheel motion, slidin' and coastin'
Smell the Bar-Be-Que kids running around just acting like fools
It's all good cause it's easy like a Sunday
Sunshine at sunrise, rollin' down a oneway all day
And you know it's how we liven it up
And everybody got love and they given it up come on
[Chorus: Bizz]
Let's take it easy
Easy, easy, easy
Like they do every Sunday morning
Easy, easy, easy
[x2]
[Point Blank]
Everybody just chill, carne asada on the grill
Pop the top on the Cuervo, me and the homey's keep it real
Early Sunday morning waitin for these ladies to come
No guns, nothin' but fun, one love underneath the Sun
See it's not where you from but how you kick it
Remember back in da days
[DTTX]
On a Sunday Afternoon
Me and the crew, just jammin' the oldie tune
The weather was cool and the sky was blue
[Point Blank]
Daily spinning, hit the fire, chasing pretty woman
Stack loot, and tryna live life flush like crushed lemon
From the beginning to the end this Mexican always puts it down
Point Blank with the Lighter Shade Of Brown
Low rides squeak the ground with this pound
With familia all around is how we all get down
No scrappin' you know it happenin'
Keep the heat burning, rainy or stormy
And keep it easy like Sunday Morning
[Chorus]
[Bandit]
I remember those Sunday Morning, shine up the ride
Puff the good feel cause we chill all night
Hit the streets from (?) to Manobello
Bumpin them oldies and everybody's mellow
Roll down the window, feel the cool air breeze
Invision all the homey's around making g's
Let's kick on that Sunday cause tomorrow's Monday
L.A. liven homey cause it's the realest homey
From glocks to blocks all the streets be hot
Tricks jock chrome spinnin' if your car is hot
Bumping down, side to side pancaken the street
System bangin' down the Paramount with cops by me
Phat Bandit with the homey D double T
On a Sunday marinate and rollin through streets
No tickets played it cool, just got a warning
Cause everybody's laid back on a Sunday Morning
Verse 1:
When did it get so hard
To see a way out of this place
We stand here bruised and scarred
Trying so hard
To keep a smile on our face
Verse 2:
We carry all this pain
With us through the night and the day
When we can't think
Not anything else to say
We just turn away
Pre-chorus:
But I know that where we're going
Everything is going our way
Chorus:
When we wake on Sunday Morning
Everything fills with warm sunshine
And the whole world wakes with us
Our love, begins on Sunday Morning
Verse 3:
Now it's all in the past
Everything's perfect
Here at last
Now that our lives are simple and clean
We've finally broken free
Pre-chorus:
And I know that where we're going
Everything is going our way
Chorus:
When we wake on Sunday Morning
Everything fills with warm sunshine
And the whole world wakes with us
Our love, begins on Sunday Morning
Bridge:
And through it all
We kept on fighting, on
Through the things that try to bring us down
They're nowhere near us now
We've made it to the dawn
Chorus:
When we wake on Sunday Morning
Everything fills with warm sunshine
And the whole world wakes with us
Our love, begins on Sunday Morning
Sunday morning
Sun shining on your eyes
Sleepy face
Smiling into mine
Sunday morning
Lots of time with nothing to do
Lots of time to spend with you
on Sunday morning
It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sounds of feet walking by
I'll put coffee on to brew
We can have a cup or two
And do
What other people do
on Sunday morning
Sunday morning Sunday morning
Sunday Sunday I love Sunday
Sunday morning
Come hold me in your arms
I love you
Everything is all right
Sunday morning
Lots of time
Lots of time
I remember when I was young
Feeling sick on Sunday Morning
I don't wanna do it anymore
Standing in a line with a dirty mind
Clean it up on Sunday Morning
I don't wanna do it anymore
One day a week we turn the cheek (x2)
Chorus:
Oh, how we kneeled down
Oh, we were so quiet
never any light there
I don't care, it's not right there
Get up early, do your hair
Sunday best on Sunday Morning
I don't wanna see it anymore
Tea and toast in the social hall
We had it all on Sunday Morning
I don't wanna see it anymore
We come in fear, to worship here (x2)
(chorus)
It's wrong to feel, it's wrong to care
You must not steal, you must not swear
(chorus)
I don't wanna do it anymore
due the dawning
i catch my senses
due the dawning
of that spezial morning
all my senses
have wakened me up
it was a sunday morning
due the dawning
all my senses coordinated
wont you start to please
an endless night
so secure
inbetween two sunsets
but even if i try
i won't be friends
it was a sunday morning
due the dawning
all my senses coordinated
won't you start to please
and as i rub my nipples
and as i suck your fingers
i might aswell just lick them
but most of all
i like you
due the dawning
i catch all my senses
due the dawning
i catch all my senses
it was a sunday morning
due the dawning
all my senses
coordinated
won't you please
start to please
an endless night
so secure
inbetween two sunsets
but even if i try
Sunday morning I go to church then again on Sunday night
Monday morning I go to work home and family Monday night
Tuesday Wednesday it's the same working for my daily bread
Thursday Friday then I get my pay Friday night I'm late to bed
Oh but Saturday is my day to rest get up late no need to shave
Count the many ways that I've been blessed
Enjoying all the things the good Lord gave
Sunday morning I'm back at church again on Sunday night
I say a prayer for peace on earth that's the way I live my life
[ dobro ]
Oh but Saturday is my day...
Sunday Morning
Maroon 5
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather still together when it ends
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to
Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!!
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
I've got a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
slowly
repeating
no-one else has heard me say
nothing
really
i'm only
receding
walk for miles but here I stay
nothing
really
sunday
morning
close my eyes so i can see
nothing
really
another
warning
another answer to repeat
nothing
really
slowly
repeating
sunday
morning
"Sunday Morning"
Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well
You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion so I can complain
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well... so well
I know who I am, but who are you?
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you, for turning on the light
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now, you're looking like I used to!
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me
I thought I knew you
I've got a new view
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