| | "Sunday Best" -Augustana-
When she's sleeping on the sofa, When she's laying in her Sunday best, when she's turning over Friday, I could swear I'm sleeping less and less... and the ocean's getting warmer, and California's on her mind, Los Angeles is tired, but we always seem to feel alright,
but I won't ahh ohh... no I won't ahh ohh... no and i wont...
Cause she's already out the door, she's already out of here she's already gone away...already gone away...
When I'm coming over Sunday and I think about you all the time, I wonder what you're doin I wonder why you never cry, When Boston's always raining, And we never ever seemed alive, I sung about you once now, I guess I might as well
but I won't... no I won't...
Cause she's already out the door, she's already out of here she's already gone away...already gone away...
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| | Posted 3/3/2006 11:19 AM - 12 views - 0 comments
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