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Текст песни Joe Dassin - Sunday Times

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Текст песни Joe Dassin - Sunday Times

Well, 't was Sunday morning when we met,The streets were still empty and glistening wet,I said “How would you likeTo share my Sunday Times?The way to read a paper is overSomebody else's shoulder.”You said “Yes”, you said “Yes,I'd like to read the Times with you”,( )And we had tea and Times for two.We went through good times and badSide by side and hand by handWith Times and Sundays flying byLike paper planes in the summer sky,And Sunday was my favorite dayUntil that Sunday you went away.Now you're gone and there's no oneTo talk about elections withAnd argue over sections with.It's Sunday morning, Sunday bluesGot piles of old papers full of bad newsAnd I won't get out of bedUntil the sun has set.I've read the editorial, the weekend reviewsBut I can't get through all the rest of the news'Cause now you're gone, now you're gone…I think of you between the linesAnd I can't get through the Sunday Times.

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Joe Dassin

Sunday Times

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