Lyrics to Sunday With A Flue
Closed my door, forgot my key
Missed my bus in the pouring rain
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
Burnt my toast and lost your number
Cut my finger, spilled my beer
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
Had a chat and left my hat
Ate my dog and walked my cat
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
Called the cabbage, threw the garbage
Asked for help and got some kelp
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
(Merci à lilla pour cettes paroles)
Missed my bus in the pouring rain
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
Burnt my toast and lost your number
Cut my finger, spilled my beer
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
Had a chat and left my hat
Ate my dog and walked my cat
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
Called the cabbage, threw the garbage
Asked for help and got some kelp
It's been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can't get over you ?
I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don't get over you ?
(Merci à lilla pour cettes paroles)
Songwriters: NOUCHY, MAXIME RODOLPHE / GROVES, MARIANNE
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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