Washington - Sunday Best

We get sick when we get startedWhat you got is what you wantedI sleep in a lake of navyI know how many times you played my songThirty one, thirty oneAnd the color of my modern heartBroken smile, broken heartI wonder how you ever made itHoly sh!t, you sure can turn it onTwenty one, twenty one, twenty oneDo ya, do ya, do ya know what'sIn my head when I'm below you?Do I, do I, do I know you?Do I, do I, do I make you hum?Everybody's got somebody that they're looking for(repeat)I want you to make a mess of meIn all my Sunday best, I'll get dressedI'll get ready.anekatipsHold it, hold it, hold it steadyI will take the time to make itJust to give you the chance to break itWe get sick when we get startedWhat you got is what you wantedWhat you got is broken-hearted, broken-heartedI watch you when you wonder how you ever made itI start shaking when you shake itHoly sh!t, you sure can turn it onAh do ya, do ya, do ya know whatin my heat when I'm below you?Do I, do I, do I know you?Do I, do I, do I make you hum?Everybody's got somebody that they're look for(repeat)We get sick when we get startedWhat you got is what you wantedWhat you wanted