Sunday Best

When she's sleeping on the sofa

When she's lying in her Sunday best

When she's turning over Friday

I could swear I'm sleeping less and less

When 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, no 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, 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 seem alive

I sung about you once now

I guess it might as well

But I won't, no I won't, no I won't

'Cause I'm already out the door

I'm already out of here

I'm already gone away

Already gone away

Well I'm already out the door

She's already out of here

I've already gone away

Already gone away

Don't go back, you don't go back

Don't go back, you don't go back

Don't go back, you don't go back