Sundays - Another Flavour lyrics

Fashion - the timing's all wrong They taste another flavour And pretty soon you're gone Fashion - this time it's too late You knew you'd have to pay for this one day He loves me now - he loves me not- He loves me once again Usual story, another surprise (ooh yeah, ooh yeah) Fashion - this time it's alright They tickle you with a feather They tell you you're sublime Turn on - to each their own Usual story, another surprise (ooh yeah, ooh yeah) Fashion - the timing was wrong Your friends are fair weather You knew it all along Turn on - to each their own It's doing my mind in another surprise (ooh yeah, ooh yeah...) Don't let them black you out for the evening Sad-happy sufferer no no no Don't let them crack you Try not to feel it As long as they're watching your show this time