Tom Petty

Tom Petty - Blue Sunday songtekst

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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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