The 88
sunday afternoon
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I donât know
I think it just depends
Iâm on the high and flyin morning
Itâs just a Sunday afternoon
Iâm feeling God and I believe him
I donât know
I think itâs just the pills
Iâm on the high and flyin morning
Itâs just a Sunday afternoon
Iâm feeling God and I believe him
When all of your prostitutes are gone
Itâll all be clear
When all of your anibuse is gone
Well Iâll still be here
Fire up all the bad luck that you knew
Because it seems like somethingâs got to give