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Frank Sinatra( Francis Albert Sinatra )
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It's Sunday
Written:Jule Styne/Susan Burkenhead
Drowsy morning sunlight, gentle kisses for my love It's Sunday, it's Sunday
She needn't waken, I'll fix the eggs and bacon her way While she just dozes Lately I've taken to bringing her a flower on her tray She's fond of roses
We'll talk away the morning, read the papers, misbehave Enjoying each other The world is ours to play in, we'll take a walk or stay in Long and lazy hours to have and hide away in for one day Thank goodness, it's Sunday Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
<brief guitar solo> It is Sunday, it's Sunday <slightly longer guitar solo>
Lately I've taken to bringing her a flower on her tray She's fond of roses
We'll talk away the morning, read the papers, misbehave Enjoying each other The world is ours to play in, we'll take a walk or stay in Long and lazy hours to have and hide away in for one day Thank goodness, it's Sunday
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