Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's just restless feelings in my side

Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind

Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all

Sunday Morning
I am falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to go down

Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago

Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all

Watch out the world's behind you
Watch out someone's around you
Who will fall for nothing at all

Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning

Not another Sunday morning
Everyday is just like a Sunday morning
Everyday waiting for a happy Monday morning

Let's go for a walk from my Chelsea Hotel
Down the sidewalks to Greenwich Village
Past CBGBs
Max Kansas City
Let's go meet Sam Shepherd and Robert applethorpe

A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork

That's the way to sell New York

A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork

That's the way to sell New York

A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork

That's the way to sell New York

A knife, a fork, bottle and a cork

That's the way, that's the way, that's the way

That's the way to develop charm

I'm waiting for my man

Waiting for my man

Black leather angel

But he don't work weekends

He don't work

Do you have anything for me

Do you know where I can score

Do you know where I can find a doctor at this late hour

Where I can score some sweet Jane

Some sweet Jane

You're my heroine

You're my sweet angel heroine

My sweet black angel of heroin

I've got pale blue eyes and pale blue skin

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