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Everyday Seems Like Sunday

This song is by Buddy Moss and appears on the album Rediscovery (1970).

Every day seem like Sunday, when I have you in my arms
Every day, every day seem like Sunday, babe, when I have you in my arms
Well now, tell me that you love me, don't do me wrong

Yes, you're just like a doll, wrapped all in cellophane
Yes, you're just like a doll, wrapped all in cellophane
Well, there's nothin' satisfy me more, just to hear you call my name

I've got a woman, think the world 'n' all of me
Yes, I've got a woman, think the world 'n' all of me
Well now, you high-priced chicks, you better go ahead and let me be

I don't need no woman, mistreat me all the time
Don't need no woman, gonna mistreat me all the time
Well now, I need you baby, help me ease my worried mind

Spoken: This sounds strange

I don't need no woman, baby, when I'm old and grey
I don't need no woman, baby, when I'm old and grey
Spoken: I shoulda said that years ago, shouldn't I?
Well now, I need you, baby, help me drive, drive my blues away

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