Original lyrics
ENIt's not that I have this compulsion to hurt you.
It's not that I have a desire to dessert you.
I don't mean to be so unkind,
I don't mean to mess with your mind.
And once that you know me you'll see,
That I am just being me.
Smokin' on Sundays,
wasting my time,
so leave me on Sundays,
Sundays are mine.
Smokin' on Sundays,
wasting my time,
so leave me on Sundays,
Sundays are mine.
It's not that I prefer my cable T.V,
it's just that I'm chillin', relaxin' you see.
I work very hard every day,
and Sunday's my one day of play.
It's not that I'm tired of your face
It's just that I need my own space.
Smokin' on Sundays,
wasting my time,
so leave me on Sundays,
Sundays are mine.
Smokin' on Sundays,
wasting my time,
so leave me on Sundays,
Sundays are mine.
