Sunday - Buddy De Franco



     
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Sunday Lyrics


Your vision's blurred, your mouth is dry
It is Sunday, just another Sunday
Your body aches, your conscience sleeps
It is Sunday, just another Sunday
You say you don't wanna feel this way
You don't wanna feel
You say you don't wanna feel this way
You don't wanna feel
Your knees are weak, your heart's on speed
It is Sunday, just another Sunday
Your senses lie, your temple speaks
It is Sunday, just another Sunday
You say you don't wanna feel this way
You don't wanna feel
You say you don't wanna feel this way
You don't wanna feel
I think I'm outta my mind sometimes maybe
Feel, feel

No room in my head cause it's filled with a boom
I think I'm outta my mind sometimes maybe
Feel, feel
No room in my head cause it's filled with a boom
It is Sunday, just another Sunday
[Incomprehensible][Incomprehensible]You say you don't wanna feel this way
You don't wanna feel
You say you don't wanna feel this way
You don't wanna feel
I think I'm outta my mind sometimes maybe
Feel, feel
No room in my head cause it's filled with a boom
I think I'm outta my mind sometimes maybe
Feel, feel
No room in my head cause it's filled with a boom

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

see Buddy DeFranco ( it seems like the accepted spelling)
http://www.buddydefranco.com Buddy DeFranco took Charlie Parker's (The Bird) saxophone style and translated it for the clarinet. He introduced the clarinet to modern jazz and created a whole new sound. Buddy is considered to be the greatest jazz clarinetist alive. His continuing influence and contribution to jazz is prolific.

Read more about Buddy De Franco on Last.fm.


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