Washington - Sunday Best Lyrics
We get sick when we get startedWhat you got is what you wantedI sleep in a lake of navyI know how many times you played my songThirty-oneAnd the colour of my modern heartBroken smile, broken artI wonder how you ever made itHoly shit, you sure can turn it onYou're twenty-oneDo you, do you, do you knowWhat's in my head when I'm below you?Do I, do I, do I know you?Do I, do I, do I make you hum?Everybody's got somebody that they're looking forEverybody's got somebody that they're looking forI want you to make a mess of meIn all my Sunday bestI'll get dressed and I'll get readyHold it, hold it, hold it steadyI will take the time to make itJust so you've the chance to break itWe get sick when we get startedWhat you got is what you wantedWhat you got is broken hearted, broken heartedI watch you when you wonder how you ever made itI start shaking when you shake itHoly shit, you sure can turn it onDo you, do you, do you knowWhat's in my head when I'm below you?Do I, do I, do I know you?Do I, do I, do I make you hum?Everybody's got somebody that they're looking forEverybody's got somebody that they're looking forEverybody's got somebody that they're looking forEverybody's got somebody that they're looking forWe get sick when we get startedWhat you got is what you wantedWhat you wanted
