Sundays - another flavour lyrics

rate me

fashion - the timing's all wrong

they taste another flavour

and pretty soon you're gone

fashion - this time it's too late

you knew you'd have to pay for this one day

he loves me now - he loves me not-

he loves me once again

usual story, another surprise

(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

fashion - this time it's alright

they tickle you with a feather

they tell you you're sublime

turn on - to each their own

usual story, another surprise

(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

fashion - the timing was wrong

your friends are fair weather

you knew it all along

turn on - to each their own

it's doing my mind in another surprise

(ooh yeah, ooh yeah...)

don't let them black you out for the evening

sad-happy sufferer no no no

don't let them crack you

try not to feel it

as long as they're watching your show this time