cilla black - i hate sunday lyrics
[verse 1]
i hate sunday
when the postman don’t come
and there’s nothin’ to do
but think about how much i miss hearin’ from you
and sunday drags on
and i can’t, no i can’t wait for monday
[verse 2]
i don’t mind sat+rday
well, n0body does
except maybe the bosses
’cause even if you miss the last boat on friday
there’s parties across the road
i don’t mind, i don’t mind sat+rday
[verse 3]
but i hate sunday
the postman don’t come
and my cupboard is empty
just soggy old sandwiches, stale beer and bad+goin’ tater chips smile at my guitar and yell ’cause he’s stone+deaf from sat+rday
i don’t wanna wake up to your letter on monday
’cause i, i really hate sunday
[verse 3]
oh, i hate sunday
when the postman don’t come
and my cupboard is empty
just soggy old sandwiches, stale beer and bad+goin’ tater chips smile at my guitar and yell ’cause he’s stone+deaf from sat+rday
i don’t wanna wake up to your letter on monday
’cause i, i really hate sunday
[outro]
i really hate sunday
oh, i hate sunday
oh, i hate sunday
i really hate sunday
i really hate sunday
Random Lyrics
- chaz crawford - preheat lyrics
- dede the king - love from the heart lyrics
- heavyheartedmusic - blissful being lyrics
- you me at six - loverboy (live from gunnersville) lyrics
- milliondolaremil - vstal na dengi prod. by baggo & riaa dante lyrics
- death business club - ak 2 lyrics
- noya clarissa - always wrong lyrics
- lil peri & band$ - ifurin lyrics
- greg ferreira - liga dos campeões lyrics
- 3 (prog rock) - a fond farewell lyrics