Ev’ry Sunday Afternoon

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Dawn Upshaw - Pop

Ev’ry Sunday Afternoon

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] I love to do my work Never complain Never get tired Don't mind the strain I always say, "Old girl Wait 'til you're through Sunday will come Thursday comes, too In those two days Think what you'll do" For they're the lovely days with you [Chorus] Every Sunday afternoon and Thursday night We'll be free as birds in flight If on Sunday afternoon we ever fight We'll make up on Thursday night Leave the dishes Dry your hands Change your wishes To commands Every Sunday afternoon we'll be polite But we'll make love on Thursday night Every Sunday afternoon and Thursday night We'll be free as birds in flight If on Sunday afternoon we ever fight We'll make up on Thursday night I'm your slave, dear But it's bliss If you shave, dear We can kiss Every Sunday afternoon we'll be polite But we'll make love on Thursday night [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Every Sunday afternoon we'll be polite But we'll make love on Thursday night

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Credits

Writers
  • Richard Rodgers
  • Lorenz Hart
  • Rodgers & Hart