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THE ZUTONS
Sunday afternoon Not a lot to do Think of all The places I could be People I could meet Life so small I'm watching drops of rain On my window pane Empty streets And no one knocks around No one goes to town I'm a-going out Sick of staying in Living life With worries on my mind Waste away the time Days that I was born Closed up all the doors So restricted Put my life of shame Through the window pane Now I'm blessed Cause god created Sundays So we could stay in And watch the rain fall down I lay on my bed I feel all left out I switch off my head And I can live on my own And stay in all day And watch the rain falling down I lay on my bed I feel all left out And switch off my head
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