Sunday Best - Grant Lee Phillips
Puttin' on the Sunday best High on the fumes of sweet success Goin' on a Sunday stroll I'm movin' up you walk Even if I have to hug the fence I'm determined to call you my lover Well can't you tell That I'm over the moon I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon yeah Goin' on a Sunday drive Windin' our way 'cross the countryside Hopin' that you slip on over close For the rest of this ride you my lover Well can't you tell That I'm over the moon I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon yeah Ooh oh oh Hit me like a Sunday bus (like a Sunday bus) That comes only once in a moment's glance The lyrics of my heart could miss a beat And get lost in the language of romance my lover Well can't you tell That I'm over the moon Well I'm over the moon I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon yeah I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for oh yeah I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon for you I'm over the moon oh yeah Oh yeah
Artist: Grant Lee Phillips
Title: Sunday Best