Sunday (Lyrics)

I can tell by the tone in your voice you've been crying You never could fool me before so honey quit trying Pretty baby please don't cry- Just dry your tears and we'll go for a ride When you've been crying at home and it's just we two- There's no one in the world can cheer you up like I do It seems that '63 Nova knows what we've been through- Just turn that radio up and let it sing to you Hey girl please don't cry Just dry your tears and we'll go for a ride- There's no more blue Sundays No blue Sundays when I'm with you Keep an eye on that dancin' cross on the rear view- And let that AM radio break on through The Virgin's on the and Saint somebody in the glove box- The tires may be brand new but baby watch them shocks