On Sunday Songtext
von Timid Tiger

I got a phone call on a Saturday night
Now I know all my friends will come
To join my birthday bash in a plastic pipe
Oh, I know all my friends will come
I got a trunk full of presents from my nephew Gene
Now I know all my friends will come
I got a bat, a snake, and a pumping beat
Oh, I know all my friends will come

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
I got my tail shakin′ up in the air
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
I wanna hook up with my girl
My friends coming on Sunday, on Sunday
My friends coming, wow, on Sunday
My friends coming on Sunday, on Sunday
And everybody's cool singing along, wow, on Sunday


I love the funk tapes and the family vibe
Now I know all my friends will come
Yeah, my birthday bash′ll be in the New York Times
Oh, I know all my friends will come
I got a picture of snow and black-eyed peas that glow
Now I know all my friends will come
I got the drinks, the beach, and the whole wide world
Oh, I know all my friends will come

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
I got my tail shakin' up in the air
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
I wanna hook up with my girl
My friends coming on Sunday, on Sunday
My friends coming, wow, on Sunday
My friends coming on Sunday, on Sunday
And everybody's cool singing along, wow, on Sunday

Oh, we gotta celebrate on Sunday
We gotta celebrate on Sunday
We gotta celebrate on Sunday
We gotta celebrate

My friends coming on Sunday, on Sunday
My friends coming, wow, on Sunday
My friends coming on Sunday, on Sunday
And everybody′s cool singing along, wow, on Sunday