Bob Haggart - A Sunday Kind of Love Lyrics

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A Sunday Kind of Love

A Sunday Kind of Love Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For A Sunday Kind of Love By Bob Haggart?
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 I want a Sunday kind of love oh yeah 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 nowhere I need a Sunday kind of love I do all my Sunday dreaming And all my Sunday scheming Every minute, every hour, every day And I'm hopin' to discover A certain kind of lover Who will show me the way And my arms need someone to enfold To help keep me warm When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold And I need a love for all my life To have and to hold I need a Sunday kind of love I do all my Sunday dreaming And all my Sunday scheming Every minute, every hour, every day And I'm hopin' to discover A certain kind of lover Who will show me the way And my arms need someone to enfold To help keep me warm When Mondays, and Tuesdays grow cold And I need a love for all my life To have and to hold I need a Sunday kind of love I don't want a Monday or a Tuesday A Wednesday or a Thursday Friday or Saturday I don't want nothin' baby I want a Sunday kind of love |
Who Wrote A Sunday Kind of Love By Bob Haggart?
Anita Nye, Barbara Belle, Louis Prima, Stanley Rhodes
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What's The Duration Of The A Sunday Kind of Love By Bob Haggart?The duration of A Sunday Kind of Love is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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