Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon
Feelin', couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of -
Groovin', down a crowded avenue
Woh-oh-oh, doin', anything I like to do
There's always lots of things that we could see-ee
We can be anywhere we like to be-ee
With all those happy people we could meet
Just groovin', on a Sunday afternoon
Oh-oh feelin', couldn't get away too soon
All day
(all day, all day, all day) all day-ay, yeah-eah
Sunday
(Sunday, Sunday, Sunday) Sunday-ay, I'm droopin'
With people spendin' sunny days this way-ay
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away-ay
I feel it coming closer day by day-ay
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly
(Groovin') groo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oovin', on a Sunday afternoon
Oh-oh-oh, feelin', couldn't get away too soon, no-o-no
All day
(all day, all day, all day) all day-ay, yeah-eah
Sunday
(Sunday, Sunday, Sunday) Sunday, I'm droopin'
On a sunday afternoon
(feelin'),
Couldn't get away too soon
(and I'm groovin')
Down a crowded avenue
(I'm doin),
Anything I like to do
On a sunday afternoon (I'm movin'
And groovin' and movin' and groovin' and movin')
Couldn't get away too soon
(And groovin' and movin' and groovin' and movin' and movin' and)
Down a crowded avenue
(groovin'), anything I like to do
(hah)
On a Sunday afternoon
(all day-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay)
Couldn't get away too soon
(yeah-eah-eah)
Down a crowded avenue, anything I like to do
On a Sunday afternoon
(ooh-hooh-hooh, yeah-eah),
Couldn't get away too soon
(yes I'm groovin')
Down a crowded avenue
(And I'm doin'),
Anything I like to do
(ooh-yeah-eah)
On a Sunday afternoon, couldn't get away too soon
(yes I'm groovin)
Down a crowded avenue
(And I'm doin'),
Anything I like to do
(ooh-yeah)
On a Sunday afternoon, couldn't get away too soon
Down a crowded avenue, anything I like to do
On a Sunday afternoon, couldn't get away too soon
Down a crowded avenue, anything I like to do
On a Sunday afternoon, couldn't get away too soon
Down a crowded avenue, anything I like to do
(ooh-ooh-ooh)
On a Sunday afternoon, couldn't get away too soon
Down a crowded avenue, anything I like to do
On a Sunday afternoon, couldn't get away too soon [fade]
Writer(s): Felix Cavaliere, Edward Brigati
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