into thinking I'm saved We're all so tired We wear our raincoats every day To keep the wet and wind and world out Waiting for Sunday, waiting for Sunday
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be a total loss So girls, look here Sister, when you tell your love your man Careful how you tell him that He'll take you for granted and use you for a Sunday
far 'Cause you've been haunting me Ever since I saw your face, I can't escape you now (I can't escape you now) Be mine and wait and see love that Many
I left you on the debris At the Sunday morning market You were sorting through the odds and ends You was looking for a bargain I heard your footsteps
let's go Thinkin maybe you should stay a while for the night Girl, maybe you should stay a while spend your life cause i don't want to be alone, for
They had a warrant out for me all over the country And I was trying to beat the raps in Idaho I was breaking into a schoolhouse Sunday morning without
[Verse 1] Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping 'cause we all tore I reminisce
rushing to wait for jumbo Oh where am I now Tried to get a flight out to San Juan But Air Jamaica don't fly on Sunday Gotta get a flight out to San
It happened that green and crazy summer It was a summer when for long time she'd not been a member She belonged to no club and she was a member of nothing
I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin' So far you treated me so bad I love you love, but I'm thinkin' 'bout leavin' So far you treated me so
for a boy just 21 And then one night I shot a man in Reno the very first time I had ever far to go Mud came to see me last Sunday morning He said Judy
just as it seems Take a look around at the faces in the crowd And you'll see where I've been I drummed my fingers on the wheel and waited for the boys
oh waiting on, waiting on Sunday Waiting on Sunday to land Uh oh waiting on, waiting on Sunday Waiting on Sunday to drown Waiting on Sunday to land Waiting on Sunday Waiting on Sunday
tackle and my bait Black bass, oh, I can hardly wait Black bass, come along with me Black bass, oh, how happy we'll be Let's go fishing for a black bass Let's go fishing for
' cake You let me know when enough is enough When enough is enough A woman's voice can drug you Like an AM radio Yeah, like a motorcycle preacher Like a Sunday far
existent god forsaken whole of worms; natural selection has you headed for shangri-la, don't settle for jesus in a bowl of germs, don't settle for allah
you grab your chance. Everywhere you go Law-abiding folk Doing what is decent But they're mostly broke! Singing to the Lord on Sundays Praying for the
