Sundays At Nine
Please pay attention
'Cause baby, here it goes
Shivering famous last few words
I guess it's simply that I love you I suppose
Seems that now my plane is going down
There is dinner for the kids I made this morning
But I forgot to charge the iPad in their room
How was your day? How was your life?
It's getting loud here so baby speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time
Glad you were mine
Those murky waters
Look so soft, they pull me in
We're out of salt and paper towels
I think that Hannah has a crush on Timmy T
It's too bad his mother's such a bitch
Everytime you fire away your smile it kills me
I forgot to charge the iPad in their room
How was your day? How was your life?
It's getting loud here so baby speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time
Glad you were mine
And the times that I felt lonely
Never mind, it's not important
That was yesterday
No regrets, accept I wish
That you would've been another one
The one that got away
How was your day? How was your life?
It's getting loud here so baby, speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time Glad you were mine
Whoo oooo oooo
It's getting loud here
So baby, speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time
So glad you were mine
'Cause baby, here it goes
Shivering famous last few words
I guess it's simply that I love you I suppose
Seems that now my plane is going down
There is dinner for the kids I made this morning
But I forgot to charge the iPad in their room
How was your day? How was your life?
It's getting loud here so baby speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time
Glad you were mine
Those murky waters
Look so soft, they pull me in
We're out of salt and paper towels
I think that Hannah has a crush on Timmy T
It's too bad his mother's such a bitch
Everytime you fire away your smile it kills me
I forgot to charge the iPad in their room
How was your day? How was your life?
It's getting loud here so baby speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time
Glad you were mine
And the times that I felt lonely
Never mind, it's not important
That was yesterday
No regrets, accept I wish
That you would've been another one
The one that got away
How was your day? How was your life?
It's getting loud here so baby, speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time Glad you were mine
Whoo oooo oooo
It's getting loud here
So baby, speak up
Please remember dance class Sundays at nine
Soon out of time
So glad you were mine
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Kläfford, Pelle Arhio, Roland Forsman
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