sunday
It was pizza slices and shakes
Morning sunshine awaits
She cut to the chase
In such an elegant way
She's got delicate tastes
And such a smile on her face
But sex is better when baked
(Everybody knows it)
(And the film we watched)
All the critics chose it
(Joining up the dots)
We're becoming the closest
Quickly grab the camera
Show me all your favourite poses
And it was fun, in the sun
With the windows down
And every time that she comes around
We do it the old way
Feeling okay
I'm loving her scent and she loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
We're only slightly East of Eden
For days, of better eatin'
She's my low-key queen
And there ain't no chance of treason
I've never had a reason
Cause I'm worshipping some
New shit now
That's unchartered territory
Yeah, we're on sacred ground
So quit messing around
And we could
Graduate from the ounces to pounds
And we should
Not get stuck in our ways
But I know some things never change
The type of girl to only type in lowercase
Hid behind her iPhone but I knew her face
When she hears my messages, I never chase
Cause both of us too busy for these silly games
I've never seen her type in uppercase
That kind of energy is rare these days
She's finishing my sentences in better ways
And we won't leave the house but I can't complain
And it was fun, in the sun
With the windows down
And every time that she comes around
We do it the old way
Feeling okay
I'm loving her scent and she loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
She makes me feel like a Sunday
Now everyday feels like a Sunday
She makes me feel like a Sunday
Now everyday feels like a Sunday
And it was fun, in the sun
With the windows down
And every time that she comes around
We do it the old way
Feeling okay
I'm loving her scent and she loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
And it was fun, in the sun (She makes me feel like a Sunday)
With the windows down
And every time she comes around
(Now every day feels like a Sunday) We do it the old way
Feeling okay
(Yeah she makes me feel like a Sunday) I'm loving her scent and
She loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
(Now every day feels like a Sunday) It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
Morning sunshine awaits
She cut to the chase
In such an elegant way
She's got delicate tastes
And such a smile on her face
But sex is better when baked
(Everybody knows it)
(And the film we watched)
All the critics chose it
(Joining up the dots)
We're becoming the closest
Quickly grab the camera
Show me all your favourite poses
And it was fun, in the sun
With the windows down
And every time that she comes around
We do it the old way
Feeling okay
I'm loving her scent and she loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
We're only slightly East of Eden
For days, of better eatin'
She's my low-key queen
And there ain't no chance of treason
I've never had a reason
Cause I'm worshipping some
New shit now
That's unchartered territory
Yeah, we're on sacred ground
So quit messing around
And we could
Graduate from the ounces to pounds
And we should
Not get stuck in our ways
But I know some things never change
The type of girl to only type in lowercase
Hid behind her iPhone but I knew her face
When she hears my messages, I never chase
Cause both of us too busy for these silly games
I've never seen her type in uppercase
That kind of energy is rare these days
She's finishing my sentences in better ways
And we won't leave the house but I can't complain
And it was fun, in the sun
With the windows down
And every time that she comes around
We do it the old way
Feeling okay
I'm loving her scent and she loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
She makes me feel like a Sunday
Now everyday feels like a Sunday
She makes me feel like a Sunday
Now everyday feels like a Sunday
And it was fun, in the sun
With the windows down
And every time that she comes around
We do it the old way
Feeling okay
I'm loving her scent and she loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
And it was fun, in the sun (She makes me feel like a Sunday)
With the windows down
And every time she comes around
(Now every day feels like a Sunday) We do it the old way
Feeling okay
(Yeah she makes me feel like a Sunday) I'm loving her scent and
She loves my sound
And every time that I lay her down
(Now every day feels like a Sunday) It feels like Sunday
Feeling okay
Credits
Writer(s): Robert James Milton, Samuel Edward Hewitt, Oliver Cassidy, Jordan Birtles, Murray Cameron Matravers
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