A Sunday Kind of Love

I'm through with my old love
I loved her through and through
I'm searching for a new love
May that new love be you

I want a Sunday kind of love
To have and hold when Monday's are cold
I want a love to have and to hold
I want a Sunday kind of love

I want a love that's on a square
And on a road that leads no where
I want a love to have and to hold
I want a Sunday kind of love

I do my Sunday dreaming, oh yeah
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Oh, I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way

My arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To have an hold when Mondays are cold
I want a love to have and to hold
I want a Sunday kind of love

I do my Sunday dreaming, oh yeah
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Oh, I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way

My arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To have an hold when Mondays are cold
I want a love to have and to hold
I want a Sunday kind of love



Credits
Writer(s): Barbara Belle, Louis Prima, Anita Leonard Nye, Stanley Wayne Rhodes
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