| It’s not that I have this compulsion to hurt you.
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| It’s not that I have a desire to dessert you.
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| I don’t mean to be so unkind,
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| I don’t mean to mess with your mind.
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| And once that you know me you’ll see,
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| That I am just being me.
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| Smokin' on Sundays,
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| wasting my time,
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| so leave me on Sundays,
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| Sundays are mine.
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| Smokin' on Sundays,
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| wasting my time,
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| so leave me on Sundays,
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| Sundays are mine.
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| It’s not that I prefer my cable T. V,
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| it’s just that I’m chillin', relaxin' you see.
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| I work very hard every day,
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| and Sunday’s my one day of play.
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| It’s not that I’m tired of your face
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| It’s just that I need my own space.
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| Smokin' on Sundays,
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| wasting my time,
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| so leave me on Sundays,
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| Sundays are mine.
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| Smokin' on Sundays,
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| wasting my time,
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| so leave me on Sundays,
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| Sundays are mine. |