Sunday Chords by Easy Life

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [C#] It was pizza sliders and shakes, morning sunshine [A] awakes.
She got [F#] to the chase in such an elegant way.
[G#m] She's got delicate taste and such a [E] smile on her face.
But sex is better when baked.
Everybody knows it [C#] and the film we watched.
All the critics chose [F#] it.
Joining up the dots.
We're becoming the [G#m] closest.
Quickly grab the camera, show me all your favorite poses. _
[F#] And it was fun in the sun with the [C#] windows down.
And [A] every [C#m] time that she comes around, we [E] do it the old [G#m] way. _
Feeling OK.
_ _ I'm loving [F#] her scent and she [C#] loves my sound.
And every [E] time that I lay her down, it feels like Sunday.
_ [G#m] _ _ Feeling OK.
_ _ We're only [A#m] slightly east of Eden [C#] for days we've barely eaten.
She's my low [F#m]-key queen and there ain't no chance of treason.
[B]
I've never had a reason.
Because I'm worshipping some new shit now.
Got some charter territory and we're [C#] on sacred ground.
So quit messing around.
And we could [F#] graduate from the ounces [B] to pounds.
And we should not get stuck in our ways.
But I know some things never change.
The type of girl to only [C#] type in lowercase.
[F#] Hit behind her iPhone, [E] but I know her face.
[C#m] When she has my [G#m] messages, I never chase.
Because both of us too busy for those silly games.
I've never seen [C#] her type in uppercase.
That [C#m] kind of energy is rare these days.
She's finishing my [C#] sentences in better ways.
And we won't leave the house, but I can't complain.
Complain.
Complain. _ _ _ _ _
_ [D#] _ And it was fun in [F#] the sun with the [C#] windows down.
And [C#m] every time that she comes around, we do it the [E] old way.
[G#m] _ Feeling OK. _ _
[C#] I'm loving her set and she loves my sound.
And [C#m] every time that I lay her down, it [E] feels like Sunday.
[G#m] _ _
[B] _ Feeling OK.
She makes me [C#] feel like a Sunday.
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _
Now every day feels like a [B] Sunday. _ _ _ _
_ _ She makes me [G#m] feel like a Sunday. _
[C#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ Now every day [B] feels like a Sunday.
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
And it [C#] was fun in the sun with the windows down.
And every time that she [E] comes around, we do [G#m] it the old way. _ _
Feeling OK.
_ _ I'm loving [F#] her set and she loves my [C#] sound.
And every [C#m] time that I lay her down, it [E] feels like Sunday.
_ [G#m] _ _ Feeling OK.
She makes me feel [C#] like a Sunday. _ _
[A] Every time that [C#m] she comes around, we do it [E] like a [G#m] Sunday.
_ _ Feeling [G#m] OK.
She [D#] makes me feel like a Sunday.
_ [C#] _ Every [C#m] time that I lay her down, it feels like a [G#m] Sunday. _ _
Feeling OK.
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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