Sunday Night Songtext
von TK Webb

We got in on Saturday
And now it′s Sunday night
If we ain't home by Monday
We′ll get mighty late

Yeah, for real, go get it
Been over here way too long
Dreams don't walk and talk
Dreams don't fall


I stood on the spot
My friend lay on the floor and died
The ghost ain′t half as hard way
After the sun went down
I poisoned star pittle
Like you like the time
Oh man, that ain′t nice
No, it's alright

See where I′m from, you don't roll over on nobody
′Til he she rolls over on you
He acts, sits, cuss, dang, bang, tear
City fools living
And I can't be it