It's sunday morning, the coffee's on That gray cat's still yawning Because saturday is gone
And I still feel the feeling Of how you felt upon me And it may be no big deal to you But it's a very big deal to me
You were down and dirty And he was tall and twenty nine And I'm only disconcerted Because you said you knew I wouldn't mind
But I still feel the feeling Of how you telephone me And it may be no big deal to you But it's a very big deal to me
Inst verse
But you can't make a cool cat crazy Like you can't make a gray cat brown And you can't keep a wild cat When she knows the wildest cat's in town
So it's sunday morning Yeah and I guess I had it comin' Ooh 'cause I start recalling A time I went astray
And I still feel the feeling Of her last words of warning She said, "man, it may be no big deal to you But it's a very big deal to me"
She said, "man, it may be no big deal to you But it's a very big deal to me"
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Lyle Pearce Lovett (Lovett Lyle) (SOUNDEXCHANGE)Publicado em 2007ECAD verificado fonograma #21372986 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM