She took a rolled up twenty Out of her pocket And paid for my cigarrettes We were friends at first sight In the 7-11 light She said, "Here, lemme cover it"
And I rode shotgun all that night She drove, and never made a sound I asked if there was anything wrong She said, "Nothin` worth talkin` `bout"
It`s a blue Sunday Down the interstate Yeah a blue Sunday Blue, with shades of grey
Her backseat could`ve been a hotel I slept for a thousand years Every now and then she`d laugh out loud for no reason I pretended not to hear And rolled my jacket up under my head And stretched my body out Couldn`t be too far in front of her daddy`s blood hounds But I ain`t gonna worry now
It`s a blue Sunday Down the interstate Yeah a blue Sunday Blue, with shades of grey
A blue Sunday We never met before It`s a blue Sunday When it`s time to leave you go
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