Etta James — A Sunday Kind Of Love | караоке з текстом і вимкненням вокалу

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. Give me a Sunday kind of love. And I want a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody to care. I'm on a lonely road that leads me nowhere. I need a Sunday kind of love. I do all my Sunday dreamin' and all my Sunday schemin'. Every minute, every hour, every day. I'm hopin' to discover a certain kind of lover. Who will show me, who will show me the way. My arms need someone to enfold. Who'll keep me warm when my days grow cold. A love for all my life to have and to hold. I want a Sunday kind of love. Oh, yes, I don't want a Monday, Tuesday or a Wednesday or a Thursday, Friday or a Saturday. None of them will do. I don't want nothing baby, but a Sunday kind of love. I'll say it again, I want a Sunday kind of love.