Sunday Lover

Sunday Lover - Fairground Saints

Written by：Matthew Wil

My Sunday lover

My dancin' gypsy queen

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My oneday lover

These eyes ain't never seen

Something pretty as you have been

She gonna leave me in the dead of night

'Cause when her phone goes off

Well I can see that light

She said don't ask me questions

You don't wanna know

And just be outta here

'Cause when I go I go

Oh yeah

My Sunday lover

Don't want my sympathy

Strikes twice then kisses me

Godd**n that lover

Too high to feel the pain

We'll do it all again

She gotta pistol with her grip of burn

And it's the two love chain

For a working girl

She keeps it close in case you don't hear no

But when you hear that click

She's gonna make that bullet go

Now run

Yeah yeah

Now run

Come on here baby

I just wanna know

Who's that one you're with

Who's that so and so

By Friday night do you catch your breath

Because on the seventh day

Even the Lord he took his rest

Oh no

Oh yeah

Oh no

My Sunday lover

My dancin' gypsy queen

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My oneday lover

These eyes ain't never seen

Something pretty as you have been

Under my covers

Ooh yeah Sunday lover

My Sunday lover