[Verse 1]
Standing by the phone
Picking through these loose ends pockets
Of my sockets choosing
It all adds it, I'm more than through
[Verse 2]
I could be a chauffeur
And you could be my pretty little woman
Hanging by my side
It sounds so cheap when you're alone at night
[Pre-Chorus]
It's you, my love that I need
It's you, my love that I feel/fear
[Chorus]
Oh Sunday to Sunday
'Till the morning rise
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I slow?
[Verse 2]
And raises on my own
Singing along till my soul's on fire
Feet stand to get higher
You're a tangled up believer
And you're prettying around
A chance to feel cold in your leather tights
It sounds so cheap when you're alone
Standing by the phone
Picking through these loose ends pockets
Of my sockets choosing
It all adds it, I'm more than through
[Verse 2]
I could be a chauffeur
And you could be my pretty little woman
Hanging by my side
It sounds so cheap when you're alone at night
[Pre-Chorus]
It's you, my love that I need
It's you, my love that I feel/fear
[Chorus]
Oh Sunday to Sunday
'Till the morning rise
Will I ever slow down, will I slow down
Will I slow?
[Verse 2]
And raises on my own
Singing along till my soul's on fire
Feet stand to get higher
You're a tangled up believer
And you're prettying around
A chance to feel cold in your leather tights
It sounds so cheap when you're alone
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