Letra de It’s Sunday
Drowsy morning sunlight Gentle kisses for my loveIt's Sunday It's SundayShe needn't waken I'll fix the eggs and bacon her way While she just dozesLately I've taken To bringing her a flower on her tray She's fond of roses We'll talk away the morning Read the papers, misbehave Enjoying each otherThe world is ours to play in We'll take a walk or stay in Long and lazy hours to have And hide away in for one day Thank goodness It's SundayIt is Sunday It's SundayLately I've taken To bringing her a flower on her tray She's fond of roses We'll talk away the morning Read the papers, misbehave Enjoying each otherThe world is ours to play in We'll take a walk or stay in Long and lazy hours to have And hide away in for one day Thank goodness It's Sunday