Etta James - A Sunday Kind Of Love(OST Un bonheur n'arrive jamais seul) | Текст песни

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I wanna Sunday kind of love,
A love to last pa-ast Saturday night.
And aa-aa-aa-aa-I’d like to kno-o-ow
It’s more than love at first sight
And I wanna Sunday ka-aind of lo-o-ove,
Ou yeh-yeh-eh-eh.

I wanna a a love that’s on the square,
Can’t seem to fa-'a-aind somebody, someone to care,
And a-aa-aa-I’m on a lo-o-onely ro-o-oad that leads to nowhe-ere...
I need a Sunday ka-aind of love.

I do my Sunday dreaming, oh yea-eh,
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day.
Oh, I’m hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will sho-o-ow me the way!

And ma-a-a-a-ha-ay a-arms need someone, someone to enfold
To keep me wa-'a-arm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold...
Lo-ove for all my la-aife to ha-ave and to hold,
O-o-oh, and a-a-I wanna Sunda-a-ay ka-aind of lo-ove!
O-oh, yeah-yeah-yeah!

I don’t wanna-a-a Monday, Tuesda-ay,
Or Wednesday, or Thu-ursday,
Fra-a-a-aiday or Saturday,
Oh, nothing but Sunday, oh ye-e-eah!
I wanna Sunday, Sunday,
I wanna Sunda-ay kind of lo-o-ove,
Oh-oh-oh, yeah-eh-eh, Sunday, Sunday,
Sunda-ay ka-aind of lo-o-ove.