I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to start on Saturday night
And I want to know its more than love at first sight
And I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea
I want a love thats on the square
Cant seem to find somebody
Somebody to care
Im on a lonely road thats leading no where
I want a Sunday kind of love
I do my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Im hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
My arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays are cold
I want a love all my life to have and to hold
Oh I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea yea
The Mystics - Sunday Kind of Love Lyrics
The Mystics - Sunday Kind of Love Lyrics
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I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to start on Saturday night
And I want to know its more than love at first sight
And I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea
I want a love thats on the square
Cant seem to find somebody
Somebody to care
Im on a lonely road thats leading no where
I want a Sunday kind of love
I do my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Im hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
My arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays are cold
I want a love all my life to have and to hold
Oh I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea yea
A love to start on Saturday night
And I want to know its more than love at first sight
And I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea
I want a love thats on the square
Cant seem to find somebody
Somebody to care
Im on a lonely road thats leading no where
I want a Sunday kind of love
I do my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Im hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
My arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays are cold
I want a love all my life to have and to hold
Oh I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yea yea yea
Writer: Anita Nye, Barbara Belle, Louis Prima, Stanley Rhodes
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Performed By: The Mystics
Length: 2:30
Written by: Anita Nye, Barbara Belle, Louis Prima, Stanley Rhodes