Sunday Fever کے بول

I wait in my bedroom, for everyone to fall a sleep. I make for the door, I take my chances with the geek. Outside it is raining, freedom static from the trees. I'm feeling o.k., I know she's waiting there for me. Forgot it's her birthday, She's angry cause I'm very late. I buy her a drink, I'm chasing colors in her hair. I wish she was someone, then I really just don't care. The name of the song, It's not the same for every one. I'm a neo-retro-styler, spending sundays with my mother, I wish I was Steven Tyler... this is who I am. I'm a little moody sometimes, act a little funny sometimes, I wish I was mellow yellow... this is who I am. Dad's reading the paper, Mother's seating by the phone, they look at each other, wonder when I'm coming home. But I'm not in the mood, spreading sunday fever, I want to get hi, and spend the summer in the sky