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And I'm sitting on the thought of a future - I lift the spoon towards you. Lucky charms feel no harm little baby- I've got this rainbow for you. Your pools for eyes and your talking smile- that little thing you do. Your clever wit has got me going because I'm still learning you. A little smirk - a breath of air - how about a game of truth or Dare? You think you're rough and you think you're tough but baby you're just my little powder-puff. Want to pamper you on this Sunday afternoon and loose myself until the next full moon. And even if the sun shines through next Sunday I'll be here with you. And it's a sleepy Sunday afternoon. I'll crawl my way back to bed with you. A sleepy Sunday afternoon - I know you know I know what to do A sleepy Sunday afternoon - I'll crawl my way back to bed with you - no Monday morning attitude for you. Peek-a-boo I see you hiding underneath the covers, but I'm still tired from our pillow fight last night – bruised and broken my jaw's still swollen. You pack a punch but I love you so much your number one my tackle football queen. So take a walk - a little walk - baby, let's take a walk upstairs and try to keep my mind clean. And it's a sleepy Sunday afternoon. I'll crawl my way back to bed with you. A sleepy Sunday afternoon - I know you know I know what to do A sleepy Sunday afternoon - I'll crawl my way back to bed with you - no Monday morning attitude for you. |