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Sunday Morning Nightmare Lyrics Artist(Band):Sham 69
And me mum doesn't want me hanging around with the lads Me brother thinks he looks like John Travolta And me sister thinks she's Olivia Newton John It's a Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare I've been drinking too many pints of lager I've been getting into to many bleedin' fights I came home with sick all down me trousers I've got lovebites all around me neck I've got a Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare Don't do it, they won't let us do it Don't do it, they won't let us do it Don't do it, they won't let us do it Don't do it, they won't let us do it I've got a Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare Don't tell me dad I've just smashed up his car And don't tell me mum I've got me bird in the club Tell my brother not to wear my clothes And tell me sister to get her boyfriend outta me bed I've got a Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare A Sunday morning nightmare Don't do it, they won't let us do it Don't do it, they won't let us do it Don't do it, they won't let us do it Don't do it, they won't let us do it If you find some error in Sunday Morning Nightmare Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Sunday Morning Nightmare The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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