
shrimp creole, its whats for dinner.
because the wind is high. it blows my mind. because the wind is high. ohorder bathing suit.
love is all, love is you. because the sky is blue. it makes me cry.
because the sky is blue.
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
And I?d like to know it?s more than love at first sight
And I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea
I want a a love that?s on the square
Can?t seem to find somebody
Someone to care
And I?m on a lonely road that leads to no where
I need a Sunday kind of love
I do my Sunday dreaming, Oh yea
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
And my arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold
Love for all my life to have and to hold
Oh and I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea yea
I don?t want a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday, or Thursday, Friday or Saturday
Oh nothing but Sunday oh yea
I want a Sunday Sunday
I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday kind of loooove
The joke about the guy who went to a psychiatrist and said "my brother thinks he's a chicken" and the doctor says "why don't you take him in?" and the guy says "because I need the eggs"... That's how I feel about relationships they're completely irrational, crazy and absurd.. but ugh, I guess we keep going through it, cause most of us.. need the eggs.