Etta James - A Sunday Kind of Love

I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I’d like to know it’s more than love at first sight And I want a Sunday kind of love Oh yea yea I want a love that’s on the square Can’t seem to find somebody Someone to care And I’m on a lonely road that leads to no where I need a Sunday kind of love I do my Sunday dreaming, Oh yea And all my Sunday scheming Every minute, every hour, every day Oh I’m hoping to discover A certain kind of lover Who will show me the way And my arms need someone Someone to enfold To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold Love for all my life to have and to hold Oh and I want a Sunday kind of love Oh yea yea yea I don’t want a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday, or Thursday, Friday or Saturday Oh nothing but Sunday oh yea I want a Sunday Sunday I want a Sunday kind of love Oh yea Sunday, Sunday, Sunday kind of love