Letra

Why does every Monday feel like hell? Why do I wake up an empty shell? I spent the weekend in the clouds Why's it always hurt to come back down? Tuesday doesn't get much better, no Feels like it goes on forever, so Here's another week to cure the pain Another month gone by I feel the same I'm just looking for some Sunday Sunshine I was wondering if you might be my Little cotton candy swirl in the sky Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha And I'm still dreaming of your butterscotch eyes In a swimming pool of cherry red wine I want a little bit of Sunday Sunshine Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha I spend every Wednesday on the floor Praying that the world has something more To offer me on Thursday, Friday But they never seem to turn out my way Saturday I'm ready once again I could take a pill and just forget Strap me to a great big jet plane I'll be back again on Monday I'm just looking for some Sunday Sunshine I was wondering if you might be my Little cotton candy swirl in the sky Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha And I'm still dreaming of your butterscotch eyes In a swimming pool of cherry red wine I want a little bit of Sunday Sunshine Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha Oh, no no, I don't wanna let I don't wanna let I don't wanna let go of my sunshine No, no, I don't wanna let I don't wanna let I don't wanna let go of my sunshine My sunshine I'm just looking for some Sunday Sunshine I was wondering if you might be my Little cotton candy swirl in the sky Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha And I'm still dreaming of your butterscotch eyes In a swimming pool of cherry red wine I want a little bit of Sunday Sunshine Ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha Sunday Sunshine
Writer(s): Andy Tongren, Julian Dimagiba, Steve Patrick, Jackson Hoffman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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