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PERFORMING ARTISTS
90's Kids
90's Kids
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Mouch
Corey Mouch
Songwriter
Robert MacAskill
Robert MacAskill
Songwriter
Matthew King
Matthew King
Songwriter

Letra

Waking on a Sunday My pillow smells like you're still laying on it You can have my heart, babe If you want it But how the hell could you want anything to do with me You said you gotta run, but maybe I should get some sleep You said Surely I could find somebody just as good as you Summer's nearly over, leave me while the flowers bloom Why the hell would I want anybody else but you Waiting on a Sunday afternoon You love the way I loved you So don't you lose your confidence in me Just close your eyes and fall asleep You're home Cause I don't have a plan, love With anything but you in mind And I don't really sleep much So you can call me anytime You said Surely I could find somebody just as good as you Summer's nearly over, leave me while the flowers bloom Why the hell would I want anybody else but you You said Surely I could find somebody new We could do Fridays at the drive-in movies like we used to Why the hell would I want anybody else but you You said Surely I could find somebody just as good as you Summer's nearly over, leave me while the flowers bloom Why the hell would I want anybody else but you You said Surely I could find somebody new We could do Fridays at the drive-in movies like we used to Why the hell would I want anybody else but you Why the hell would I want anybody else but you Why the hell would I want anybody else but you
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