Sunday Fever Lyrics

I wait in my bedroom,
For everyone to fall asleep.
I make for the door,
I take my chances with the geek.
Outside it is raining,
Freedom static from the trees.
I'm feeling o.k.,
I know she's waiting there for me.

Forgot it's her birthday,
She's angry cause I'm very late.
I buy her a drink,
I'm chasing colors in her hair.
I wish she was someone,
Then I really just don't care.
The name of the song,
It's not the same for every one.

I'm a neo-retro-styler,
Spending sundays with my mother,
I wish I was Steven Tyler...
This is who I am.

I'm a little moody sometimes,
Act a little funny sometimes,
I wish I was mellow yellow...
This is who I am.

Dad's reading the paper,
Mother's seating by the phone,
They look at each other,
Wonder when I'm coming home.
But I'm not in the mood,
Spreading sunday fever,
I want to get hi,
And spend the summer in the sky.