There's a girl i know that lives on the west side And she's sweeter than a breaking wave There's a bus that takes me in from the suburbs And she meets me on the colonnade She says why don't we just go away Baby why can't we have some fun But when sunday morning comes around i'm gone Sunday the bus drives Back up the west side Up in the window She whispers don't go I know that one day There won't be sunday Weeks only six days And i will get to stay So i'll be crying on the way through new haven I'll be crying on the way back home And the road that stretches out behind me Is the only place i want to go Well today the fire hydrants open and All the kids are out there on the street But that fading summer sun is killing me Sunday the bus drives Back up the west side Up in the window She whispers don't go I know that one day There won't be sunday Weeks only six days And i will get to stay Doesn't it hurt to be in love Doesn't the sun just make you mad Why must we try to understand Why some are sad Why some are sad Sunday the bus drives Back up the west side Up in the window She whispers don't go I know that one day There won't be sunday Weeks only six days And i will get to stay