"Sunday Kind of Love" as written by Louis Prima, Anita Leonard Nye, Stan Rhodes and Barbara Belle....
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday kind of love oh yeah
I want a love that's on the square
Can't seem to find somebody someone to care
And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere
I need a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hopin' to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To help keep me warm
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
And I need a love for all my life
To have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hopin' to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To help keep me warm
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
And I need a love for all my life
To have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love
I don't want a Monday or a Tuesday
A Wednesday or a Thursday
Friday or Saturday
I don't want nothin' baby
I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight
I want a Sunday kind of love oh yeah
I want a love that's on the square
Can't seem to find somebody someone to care
And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere
I need a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hopin' to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To help keep me warm
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
And I need a love for all my life
To have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hopin' to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone to enfold
To help keep me warm
When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold
And I need a love for all my life
To have and to hold
I need a Sunday kind of love
I don't want a Monday or a Tuesday
A Wednesday or a Thursday
Friday or Saturday
I don't want nothin' baby
I want a Sunday kind of love
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"A Sunday Kind of Love" as written by Barbara Belle Anita Nye
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP
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