Correction Paroles Sunday To Sunday par The Vanns

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Standing by the phone
Picking through these loose ends pockets
Of my sockets choosing
It all adds it, I'm more than through

I could be a chauffeur
And you could be my pretty little woman
Hanging by my side
It sounds so cheap when you're alone at night

It's you, my love that I need
It's you, my love that I feel/fear

Oh Sunday to Sunday
'Till the morning rise
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I slow?

And raises on my own
Singing along till my soul's on fire
Feet stand to get higher
You're a tangled up believer
And you're prettying around
A chance to feel cold in your leather tights
It sounds so cheap when you're alone
It's you, my love that I need
It's you, my love that I feel/fear

Oh Sunday to Sunday
'Till the morning rise
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I slow?

I'm waiting on the weekend now
I feel too close to losing
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I slow?

I don't wanna fearl, yeah
I don't want to breathe, yeah, the air
I don't wanna be here
No I don't want

Oh Sunday to Sunday
'Till the morning rise
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I?
I'm waiting on the weekend now
I feel too close to losing
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I slow?

Sunday to Sunday
Sunday to Sunday
Pucker up, I wanna frown
Cutting my eyes red, black and brown
Pucker up, I wanna frown
Cutting my eyes red, black and brown
Pucker up, I wanna frown
Cutting my eyes red, black and brown

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