Sundays
Текст песни I kicked a boy

when the weather's fine, when it's sunny outside
think about the time I kicked a boy 'til he cried
oh, I could've been wrong, but I don't think I was
he's such a child
when I am alone, I remember so well
how merrily I tripped a boy so he fell
oh I could've been wrong, but I don't think I was
he's totally wild

and I've been wondering lately just who's gonna save me

now I have a cold, and no story to tell
I'd marry you but I'm so unwell
and I could've been wrong
well I don't think I was
he's totally wild

and I've been wondering lately
just who's gonna save me
yes you should've been wise
oh hysterical child
where'd you learn to do that