You've got eyes
That saw right through my walls
Tore them down like paper
Like they were nothing at all
You've got lips
That speak the truth to me
And a heart that's made for love
That's what I see
I don't need you at your Sunday best
I'll take any day I can get
Because you're perfect on Monday
Better on a Tuesday
Even when you cry your a beautiful mess
When the weekend finally comes around
I love it when your hair hangs down
And I get all of you for me
So I confess
I love you on a Sunday best
You've got hands
Gentle as the morning sun
That warms all those around you
Just a touch brings me undone
You've got something
That makes everything right
You just being you
Is such a sight
I don't need you at your Sunday best
I'll take any day I can get
Because you're perfect on Monday
Better on a Tuesday
Even when you cry your a beautiful mess
When the weekend finally comes around
I love it when your hair hangs down
And I get all of you for me
So I confess
I love you on a Sunday best
Oo oo oo Thats what I see
Oo oo Such a sight to me
I don't need you at your Sunday best
I'll take any day I can get
Because you're perfect on Monday
Better on a Tuesday
Even when you cry your a beautiful mess
When the weekend finally comes around
I love it when your hair hangs down
And I get all of you for me
So I confess
I love you on a Sunday best
Yeah I get all of you for me
I confess
I love you on a Sunday best
