Sunday Morning

One, two, three, four
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 Sappy pathetic, little me
 That was the girl I used to be
 You had me on my knees
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 I'd trade you places any day
 I never thought you could be that way
 But you looked like me on Sunday
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 Oh, you came in with the breeze
 On Sunday morning
 You sure have changed since yesterday
 Without any warning
 I thought I knew you (oh-oh)
 I thought I knew you (oh-oh)
 I thought I knew you well
 So well
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 You're trying my shoes on for a change
 They look so good, but fit so strange
 Out of fashion so I can complain
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 Oh, you came in with the breeze
 On Sunday morning
 You sure have changed since yesterday
 Without any warning
 I thought I knew you (oh-oh)
 I thought I knew you (oh-oh)
 I thought I knew you well
 So well
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 I know who I am, but who are you?
 You're not looking like you used to
 You're on the other side of the mirror
 So nothing's looking quite as clear
 Thank you for turning on the light
 Thank you, now you're the parasite
 I didn't think you had it in you
 And now you're looking like I used to
 You came in with the breeze
 On Sunday morning
 You sure have changed since yesterday
 Without any warning
 And you want me badly
 Because you cannot have me
 I thought I knew you (oh-oh)
 I've got a new view (oh-oh)
 I thought I knew you well
 Oh, well
 Ooh, on Sunday morning
 Without a warning
 (Sunday morning)
 I thought I knew you
 (Sunday morning)
 Oh, you want me badly
 You cannot have me
 Sunday morning
 Sunday morning
 Sunday morning