She took a rolled up twenty out of her pocket
And paid for my cigarettes
We were friends at first sight
In the 7-11 light
She said, "Here, lemme cover it"
And I rode shotgun all that night
She drove and never made a sound
I asked if there was anything wrong
She said, "Nothing worth talking 'bout"
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue with shades of grey
Her backseat could've been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
Every now and then, she'd laugh out loud for no reason
I pretended not to hear
And rolled my jacket up under my head
And stretched my body out
Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's bloodhounds
But I ain't gonna worry now
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue with shades of grey
And paid for my cigarettes
We were friends at first sight
In the 7-11 light
She said, "Here, lemme cover it"
And I rode shotgun all that night
She drove and never made a sound
I asked if there was anything wrong
She said, "Nothing worth talking 'bout"
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue with shades of grey
Her backseat could've been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
Every now and then, she'd laugh out loud for no reason
I pretended not to hear
And rolled my jacket up under my head
And stretched my body out
Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's bloodhounds
But I ain't gonna worry now
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue with shades of grey
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