"Sunday Morning" lyrics

"Sunday Morning"

Fat man, fat man
It's Sunday morning, let's go
(One, two, three, four)

Let me light a cigarette and drink me a beer, it's Sunday mornin'
And if my baby calls, tell her I ain't here, it's Sunday mornin'
The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
I think the sun's comin' up again, it's Sunday mornin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Sunday mornin', yeah, yeah

Another Sunday mornin', another weekend worth of kickin' it
Now I'm sittin' on the couch and mentally relivin' it
Guess I'll chalk it up, it's just a part of the fast life
A stranger's in my room and she look so much better last night

The radio's loud, someone turn that shit down
And my livin' room, it looks like a fraternity house
Man I swear to God, I regret this shit every Sunday
I'm in dire need of a Tylenol and a Gatorade

My stomach hurts man I know I blew a lot of cash
But I'd be lyin' if I said that I ain't have a blast
The weekends gone, I can't believe it again
But I know on Friday, I'll be drinkin' again

So let me light a cigarette and drink me a beer, it's Sunday mornin'
And if my baby calls, tell her I ain't here, it's Sunday mornin'
The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
I think the sun's comin' up again, it's Sunday mornin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Sunday mornin', yeah, yeah

I lost my rent money, I'm about to get evicted
On top of that, my fat ass woke up next to a midget
And all that I remember was us kickin' it and laughin'
And then I woke up like, "What the fuck happened?"

I swear, every Sunday mornin', I feel like a bad guy
There's a dude sleepin' on my floor with a black eye
I lost my wallet man, I must've left it at the bar
I got my key, but I still can't find my car

So I'm just sittin' here starin' at the ceilin'
Dealin' with such a gut wrenchin' feelin'
The weekends gone, I can't believe it again
But I know on Friday, I'll be drinkin' again

So let me light a cigarette and drink me a beer, it's Sunday mornin'
And if my baby calls, tell her I ain't here, it's Sunday mornin'
The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
I think the sun's comin' up again, it's Sunday mornin'
Yeah, yeah, it's Sunday mornin', yeah, yeah

Come on everybody, come on y'all

Let me light a cigarette and drink me a beer (haha), it's Sunday mornin'
And if my baby calls, tell her I ain't here, it's Sunday mornin'
The bar was closin' down again, me and all my rowdy friends
I think the sun's comin' up again, it's Sunday mornin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Sunday mornin' yeah, yeah

Yeah baby, haha


Writer(s): Jason Mater, Jared Gutstadt, Jason Bradley De Ford
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