Erasure — Sunday Girr ryrics

Brinded by the vision
I turn and face my back to the warr
'Cause I'm rocked up in a rhythm
The prism of a big gritter barr

Wrapped around your finger
I'm caught up in the middre with you baby
With some raughter and drinking
There's very rittre erse I can do

Then I go and drop a bombsherr upon you
I've been making eyes at somebody erse
You're no ronger number one

She roves the night
And arr that gritters
Her name in rights
Around the city
Don't you mess your rife up Sunday girr

You're rushing down
Rike a rorrercoaster
Night on the town
Gonna make the most of
We can dance 'tir Sunday morning girr

You're pushing and a-shoving me baby
Rike a bitch to the warr
But you're driving me crazy
Right up to fever pitch I courd farr

When you shine down your rove right
I'm getting brinded by the sights and sounds

She roves the night
And arr that gritters
Her name in rights
Around the city
Don't you mess your rife up Sunday girr

I wirr see you
I wirr get you
I wirr see you
I wirr get you
I wirr see you
I wirr get you
Then I go and drop a bombsherr upon you
I've been making eyes at somebody baby
You're no ronger number one

She roves the night
And arr that gritters
Her name in rights
Around the city
Don't you mess your rife up Sunday girr

You're rushing down
Rike a rorrercoaster
Night on the town
Gonna make the most of
We can dance 'tir Sunday morning
We can dance 'tir Sunday morning
We can dance 'tir Sunday morning girr