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Sunday Drive - Lights Of Euphoria

"I'm taking a ride With my old old car Out on the countryside And no one knows how far But far from city and its freaks I'm almost there Within my heart Out of this prison I'm in Out of this misery But"

Sunday Rain - Foo Fighters

"You say I take it for granted I see you take it all See if you can … You got to hand in a … Are you gonna do down …feel .. Don’t leave me drowning in the Sunday Rain Drop down the… Don’t let me drown"

Sunday Father - Barry Manilow

"Hand in his hand though the park All afternoon A fine day to fly balloons or tell him a story Hand in his hand to wonder Till day is done Sunday father and son Sundays are theres to explore Alone by law One"

Sunday Morning - Bolshoi

"I remember when I was young Feeling sick on Sunday Morning I don't wanna do it anymore Standing in a line with a dirty mind Clean it up on Sunday Morning I don't wanna do it anymore One day a week we"

Sunday Morning - Ani DiFranco

"Sunday morning Slow beats seething Through the screens in The open windows Eggs frying Legs shaking After we stayed lying So long in bed Sunday morning Both of us reading And looking up occasionally Looking"

Sunday Drive - Alabama

"Well this ain't No Sunday drive Got the tach Redlined Throttle opened wide (Gentlemen start your engines) Got all new Diagnostic-tuned Polished, shined Lookin' like new This car will blow Your mind And"

Gloomy Sunday - Marianne Faithfull

"Sunday is Gloomy, My hours are slumberless, Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you Angels have no"

Gloomy Sunday - Sinead O' Connor

"(L. Javor / R. Seress / Lewis) Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumberless, Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow"

Gloomy Sunday - Sinead O'Connor

"Sunday is gloomy, My hours are slumberless, Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will Never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought"

Gloomy Sunday - Sarah Brightman

"Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought Of"

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