| Let me light a cigarette and drink a beer, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| And if my baby call tell her I ain’t here, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
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| I think the suns comin' up again, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s Sunday mornin' yeah yeah
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| Another Sunday mornin', another weekend worth of kickin' it
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| Now I’m sittin' on the couch and mentally relivin' it
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| Guess I’ll chalk it up, it’s just a part of the fast life
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| A strangers in my room and she look so much better last night
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| The radio’s loud someone turn that shit down
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| And my livin' room it looks like a fraternity house
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| Man I swear to God, I regret this shit every Sunday
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| I’m in dire need of a Tylenol and some Gatorade
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| My stomach hurts man I know I blew a lot of cash
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| But I’d be lyin' if I said that I ain’t have a blast
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| The weekends gone I can’t believe it again
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| But I know on Friday I’ll be drinkin' again
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| So let me light a cigarette and drink a beer, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| And if my baby call tell her I ain’t here, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
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| I think the suns comin' up again, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s Sunday mornin' yeah yeah
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| I lost my rent money I’m about to get evicted
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| On top of that my fat ass woke up next to a midget
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| And all that remember was us kickin' it and laughin'
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| And then I woke up like, what the fuck happened?
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| I swear, every Sunday mornin' I feel like a bad guy
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| There’s a dude sleepin' on my floor with a black eye
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| I lost my wallet man I must of left it at the bar
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| I got my keys but I still can’t find my car
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| So I’m just sittin' here starin' at the ceilin'
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| Dealin' with such a gut wrenchin' feelin'
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| The weekends gone I can’t believe it again
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| But I know on Friday I’ll be drinkin' again
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| So let me light a cigarette and drink a beer, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| And if my baby call tell her I ain’t here, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
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| I think the suns comin' up again, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| Yeah, yeah, it’s Sunday mornin' yeah yeah
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| Come on everybody, come on y’all
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| Let me light a cigarette and drink a beer, (Haha) it’s Sunday mornin'
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| And if my baby call tell her I ain’t here, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
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| I think the suns comin' up again, it’s Sunday mornin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s Sunday mornin' yeah yeah
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| Yeah baby, haha |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sunday Morning , by - Jelly Roll. Song from the album Whiskey Sessions II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп