Sunday

Lyrics

[Intro: Chaundon] Man, I never liked Monday She was always too stressful for me Tuesday was cute, Wednesday was the real freak Hump day, you know what I'm sayin'? Keep in the Rolodex Thursday, she was fine, but I always wanted to jump off for Friday and Saturday But God introduced me to Sunday And I knew Sunday was special [Verse 1: Keisha Shontelle] On Sundays I always Like to watch the ballgames And stay all day Ch-ch-chilling at the park with A couple of my homies Watchin' people walkin' Everybody's talkin', laughin' (runnin') It's funny Who you bump in-to when you take the long way Everybody's hungry, propane's got the grill smokin' It feels like a 100 But it's okay It's lovely (how we) that way (until) Sunday [Hook: Keisha Shontelle] We at the car wash, trippin' Got the chrome wheels, spinnin' Lemonade, we sippin' All the kids, skippin' Granny is cookin' Can't wait till Sunday Parlay, all day Sunday [Verse 2: Keisha Shontelle] The pool is open Makes me wanna jump in, call my peeps and they are comin' It's gon' be on and poppin', music's playin', heads are bobbin' We sippin' on some Kool-Aid Everything is everything It's just like the old days With your family Celebrate, you work all week, it's time for a break Kick back and, relax your feet, pass the cornbread Collard greens and chicken, stand outside and smell the kitchen We gon' be dancin' (soon as) you turn (on that) music [Verse 3: Chaundon (Keisha Shontelle)] That's when it all goes down Super Bowl barbeques, friends and family around God's day off, six days of puttin' in work Hear a word from the pastor at the A.M.E. church It's such a beautiful day out, I'm dressed to the nines Walkin' down Fordum Road every lady's a dime (On Sundays) I give my momma a call Let her know I'm doin' alright, no problems at all (You got your rent paid) Check (Your lights on) Yup You taught me how to walk so I ain't missin' a step I'm a grown man now with a bad case of Mondays Steady reminiscing on an old Easter Sundays New clothes, hard boiled eggs, Easter baskets Wishin' I could go back and relive the classics Oh well, them days are done But hey, I can't complain there's more Sunday's to come Ya know? [Bridge: Keisha Shontelle] Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days, I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days, I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days, I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore But some days, I sit and wish I was a kid again [Hook: Keisha Shontelle] We at the car wash, trippin' Got the chrome wheels, spinnin' Lemonade, we sippin' All the kids, skippin' Granny is cookin' Can't wait till Sunday Parlay, all day Sunday