Sunday Part 1 — текст песни (cibo matto)

The bomb in my heart is beating me a b note

Maybe my ear dirt is cheating on me, yo

cuz missin you on sunday morning, I need somethin new

Its sunday morning

But nothing helps me... Im just waiting for the milkman to come



I cant find it, I cant find it



Why do I feel so lonely? I dont know how to compromise

You are my one and only. what can I find til the moon rises?



I feel dizzy, youre so damn sleazy, I know youll say "i was busy"

Baby, take me out, its been rained out so I run to the bank to get my cash

And check our savings of love out but its closed on sunday

What can I say? I feel blue the rain starts soaking my shoes

Were losing glue I cant find a clue, Im knocking on the door

Somebody is dancing on the floor, then I know the score, I cant take it no more



The knicks winnin cant even make me high, cuttin coupons for nothing makes me sigh



I cant find it, its been on my mind, Ive been trying to find it day and night