Sunday Night Lyrics

This is not a song about the ants and wasps and bees

It's not about a praying mantis, who gets down on his knees

So just sit back and relax and I'll tell you of my plight

About my strange fixation on next Sunday night

I'm sorry that this song is not about them bugs and flies

It's more about the love that I see in your eyes

Old Rimsky already wrote about the bumblebee's flight

Hey Darling are you free next Sunday night?

You gave me just a little kiss and now I want some more

Thinking of calling 'round, to knock on your back door

But maybe I should ring you first, I think that I just might

I'll ask you "Darlin' are you free next Sunday night?"

I know that we both said that we want to be free

That you'll do for you and I'll do for me

Well I suppose that sounds just about right

Oh Darling are you free next Sunday night?

I know that I'm not yours and I know that you're not mine

But here I am I'm thinking about you all the time

My doctor's getting worried, she says I look a sight

Oh Darling are you free next Sunday night?

I'd say that I'm addicted, and I'd say it's pretty strong

I never would have predicted you'd be here in this song

It seems that you have taken me from the darkness to the light

Oh Darling are you free next Sunday night?

Well maybe it's the sex, the laughter or the passion

You know these things never go out of fashion

Hope my infatuation does not give you a fright

Oh Darling are you free next Sunday night?

My friends are all concerned, they say that I'm obsessed

They tell me I should just back off, and give it a rest

But I can't really hear them from up on this height

Oh Darling are you free next Sunday night?

My uncle and my analyst, they said my goose is cooked

It does appear that they're correct, I'm well and truly hooked

So can you imagine how sweet my delight

When you said Darling, yes you're free next Sunday night?

So can you imagine how sweet my delight

When you said Darling, yes you're free next Sunday night?