Il testo della Sunday girl

I know a girl from a lonely street,
Cold as icecream, but still as sweet,
Dry your eyes, sunday girl.

Hey, i saw your girl with a different girl,
Looks like he’s in another world,
Running high, sunday girl.

Hurry up, hurry up and wait,
I stay awake all week and still i wait
I got the bruise, please come see
What your love it makes to me.

She can’t catch up with the working grind
The weekend lude and she’s feeling bright
Living dream sunday girl.

Baby, i would like to go out tonight,
If i go with you, my folks will get uptight,
Stay at home, sunday girl.

Hurry up, hurry up and wait,
I stay awake all week and still i wait
I got the bruise, please come see
What your love it makes to me.

Hey, j’ai vu ton mec
Avec une autre fille
Il est dans un autre monde
Go caucher, sunday girl.

Comme je t’ai revue
L’était, j’ai decide
C’est ton t’apparait
Je peux retrait, sunday girl.

Depeche toi, depeche toi, j’attend
Tout c’est mareleuxement like peut’en j’attend
J’ai les couffeur, je t’ai previen voire
C’est un je meure et peuvant peux moi.

Depeche toi, depeche toi, j’attend
Tout c’est mareleuxement like peut’en j’attend
J’ai les couffeur, je t’ai previen voire
C’est un je meure et peuvant peux moi.

Gardez-vous, hurry up, hurry up,
Hurry up and wait.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up,
Come and see
What you do to me.