church on Sunday Will you go with me on Friday night? If you live with me, I'll die for you And this compromise If I promise to go to church on Sunday
your mascara bleed Tears down your face Leaving traces of my mistakes (When I say) If I promise to go to church on Sunday Will you go with me on
译文: 绿日. 教堂礼拜.
your mascara bleed Tears down your face Leaving traces of my mistakes (When I say) If I promise to go to church on Sunday Will you go with me on Friday
Making your mascara bleed Tears down your face Leaving traces of my mistakes (When I say) If I promise to go to church on Sunday Will you go with me on
we're God's people going to the church with a little steeple Singing on a Sunday singing on a Sunday singing on a Sunday singing on a Sunday
was fifteen Had me when she was sixteen Reminiscing on how well she did things Got one popped on 11/8/71 she had this king She was baring that on day
same So, hello mothafucka, you got some sheets to change And ain't it funny how people change Like Easter Sunday, you know church fit then outfit Bright pink and green
she was green Oh my father was an Ulsterman, proud Protestant was he My mother was a Catholic girl, from County Cork was she They were married in two churches
same So hello motherfucker you got some sheets to change And ain't it funny how people change like easter Sunday? You know church fit then outfit Bright pink and green
on the saddle' and rock me on his knee And let me listen to radio before we got TV Well, he'd drive to church on Sunday and he take me with him too Stained
are not forgotten Leavin' home was the hardest thing we ever faced When Sunday mornings rolled around We dressed up in hand-me downs Just in time, together with the church
, Ohhh, the snow's pure and white on the earth rich and brown, Just another sunday morning in my quiet mountain town. The sun is shining and the grass is green
kitchen, Nate, Nate about to go to school Saturday I'm cookin' chickens, momma about to go to work Sunday Gucci cookin' chickens, granny about to go to church
