Sunday Morning New York Blue - Rob Thomas

It’s early

Honey put on your lipstick

I wanna take you dancing

Even though I can’t dance

I’ll drive

Down to the place on the west side

Somewhere we can’t see the sun rise

A better than even chance

Another Saturday is over

Here comes Sunday shining through

I could stay right here forever

Sunday morning New York blue

Down town

Girls who wear boots with their ball gowns

Looking for boys with their guards down

Maybe they might just win

Some day

When we get old and our hairs grey

We won’t remember the bad days

Or maybe we will, but we won’t say

Another Saturday is over

Here comes Sunday shining through

I could stay right here forever

Sunday morning New York blue

Feeling just the way I do Dancing our way into

Sunday morning New York blue

Ohh yeah

It’s my New York blue