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Sunday Song
Don't call Don't call Don't call
I just want my Sunday
Sunday afternoon
Coffee and paper in my room
Often out of tune
Gold and cold and aloof
I don't want the phone to ring
I don't want anything
But my Sunday
Shadows and light are dancing
On my wall
Outside a cat is chasing
Leaves will they fall alone?
I don't want the phone to ring
I don't want anything
But my Sunday
Rest of the week I'm running around
Pretending I'm somebody else
I know I know I know how that sounds
I just want my Sunday
I don't want the phone to ring
I don't want anything
But my Sunday

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