♫ D1 Baby ♫ Sunday mornin' by two thrills of three o'clock Remember this song you sang when you pulled the plug I lost my mind I lost my mind I tried to find it I tried to find it I feel fear of a pain of a something I feel nothing at all The combination gives me a bittersweet feeling I try to put myself together, ooh, but I lost my mind I lost my mind I tried to find it I tried to find it The thrill's still tender Makes me feel hollow They say I'll be okay But I really don't know I know when a song isn't ready I got to be ready Cause too many people would ask me why I learned the devil took away my halo And now to declare ♫ I lost my mind I lost my mind I tried to find it I tried to find it The thrill's still tender Makes me feel hollow They say I'll be okay But I really don't know The thrill's still tender Makes me feel hollow They say I'll be okay They say I'll be okay They say I'll be okay But I really don't know It's Sunday mornin' about two-thirds of three o'clock Remember the song that you sang when you pulled the plug ♫ Jump to me To you, baby ♫