Nhạc sĩ: Mark McGuinn,
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I get up on Sunday, about 8.15, just to get the paper that I need.
I get up on Sunday, about 8.15, just to get the paper that I need.
I get up on Sunday, about 8.15, just to get the paper that I need.
I get up on Sunday, about 8.15, just to get the paper that I need.
I wonder if she thinks about me the way I think about her.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, I don't know what you do, too.
Every night I dream one day of being with you.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, you're the neighborhood beauty.
But that wedding ring's as ugly as your husband is to you.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, I don't know what you do, too.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, you don't know what you do, too.
Every night I dream one day of being with you.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, you're the neighborhood beauty.
But that wedding ring's as ugly as your husband is to you.
Hey!
Oh, Mrs. Rudy.
Hey!
That wedding ring's ugly.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, you don't know, you don't know what you do, too.
Hey!
Oh, Mrs. Steve and Rudy, you don't know, you don't know what you do, too.
Hey, Mrs. Steve and Rudy...
