Текст песни screeching weasel - I Hate Your Guts On Sunday (ben Weasel)
screeching weasel - I Hate Your Guts On Sunday (ben Weasel) слова песни
I hate your guts on Sunday no other day of the week I hate your guts on Sundaybut Monday morning you look so sweetI hate your guts on Sunday and I`m noteven sure why `cause I love your guts on Friday night You gotta go work whileI stay here just sitting and scratching in my underwear Hating you on Sundayreally only means I care I hate your guts on Sunday and I don`t know what todo Monday`s the catalyst for readjusting my attitude I hate your guts onSunday I hate my own guts as well but every other day I think you`re swellSunday always feels like a funeral like setting the alarm to be on time forschool But don`t sweat and don`t forget that every other day I think you`retotally cool