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Sunday Morning

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  • Lyrics:Jeff Watson/Jack Blades Music:Jeff Watson/Jack Blades
    Staring at the telephone
    No it doesn't ring
    Thinking of you lying there
    As you hide your wedding ring
    I'm always up for something new
    My timing's never right
    Maybe I should be with someone else
    For just one night
    No more of your darkness
    No more stupid games
    No more staying out all night
    I wish to God I'd never known your name
    Sunday Morning
    Yea, you shake it up alright
    Your friends they all agree
    And after you have had your fun
    Well what becomes of me
    No more of your promises
    Clandestine Rendezvous
    And feel your sweat all over me
    I wish that I had something left to lose
    Sunday Morning
    Sunday Morning
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Alright alright alright alright
    Staring at the telephone
    No it doesn't ring
    Staring out the window
    I have no wedding ring
    No more
    No no no more
    No no no more
    Oh oh oh
    Sunday Morning
    Sunday Morning
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Sunday Morning
    Sunday Morning
  • Lyrics:Jeff Watson/Jack Blades Music:Jeff Watson/Jack Blades
    Staring at the telephone
    No it doesn't ring
    Thinking of you lying there
    As you hide your wedding ring
    I'm always up for something new
    My timing's never right
    Maybe I should be with someone else
    For just one night
    No more of your darkness
    No more stupid games
    No more staying out all night
    I wish to God I'd never known your name
    Sunday Morning
    Yea, you shake it up alright
    Your friends they all agree
    And after you have had your fun
    Well what becomes of me
    No more of your promises
    Clandestine Rendezvous
    And feel your sweat all over me
    I wish that I had something left to lose
    Sunday Morning
    Sunday Morning
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Alright alright alright alright
    Staring at the telephone
    No it doesn't ring
    Staring out the window
    I have no wedding ring
    No more
    No no no more
    No no no more
    Oh oh oh
    Sunday Morning
    Sunday Morning
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't
    Two wrongs don't make a right
    Sunday Morning
    Sunday Morning