Sunday, Pt. II

The bomb in my heart is beating me a B note
 Maybe my ear dirt is cheating on me, yo
 Missin' you on a Sunday morning
 Need somethin' new, it's Sunday morning
 But nothing helps me
 I'm just waiting for the milkman to come
 I can't find it, I can't find it
 I can't find it, I can't find it
 I can't find it, I can't find it
 I can't find it, I can't find it
 Why do I feel so lonely?
 I don't know how to compromise
 You are my one and only
 What can I find 'til the moon rises?
 Why do I feel so lonely?
 I don't know how to compromise
 You are my one and only
 What can I find 'til the moon rises?
 I feel dizzy, you're so damn sleazy
 I know you'll say, "I was busy"
 Baby, take me out, it's been rained out
 I run to the bank to get my cash
 And to check our savings of love out
 But it's closed on Sunday
 What can I say? I feel blue
 The rain starts soaking my shoes
 I'm knocking on the door
 Someone busy on the floor
 Then I know the score
 I can't take it no more
 Knicks winnin' can't even make me high
 Cuttin' coupons for nothing makes me sigh
 Knicks winnin' can't even make me high
 Cuttin' coupons for nothing makes me sigh
 Knicks winnin' can't even make me high
 Cuttin' coupons for nothing makes me sigh
 Knicks winnin' can't even make me high
 Cuttin' coupons for nothing makes me sigh
 Why do I feel so lonely?
 I don't know how to compromise
 You are my one and only
 What can I find 'til the moon rises?
 Why do I feel so lonely?
 I don't know how to compromise
 You are my one and only
 What can I find 'til the moon rises?
 Why do I feel so lonely?
 I don't know how to compromise
 You are my one and only
 What can I find 'til the moon rises?
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