| My Sunday Feeling |
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My Sunday feeling's
Coming on, over me.
My Sunday feeling's
Coming on, over me.
Now I bet the night is over,
Gotta clear my head so I can see.
'Till I get it put together,
That old feeling won't let me be.
Won't somebody tell me
Where I laid my head last night ?
Won't somebody tell me
Where I laid my head last night ?
I really don't remember,
But give me one more cigarette and I think I might.
'Till I get it put together,
That old feeling can't yet arrive.
Need some assistance,
Have you listened to what I said ?
Need some assistance,
Have you listened to what I said ?
Oh, I don't feel so good,
Need someone to help me to my bed.
'Till I get it put together,
That old feeling is in my head.
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