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Nobody's causing any trouble Nobody's trying to pick a fight We're all just soaking up this Sunday summer sun Feeling glad to be alive Ain't gonna worry bout tomorrow And even less about today We're gonna watch the light go down on the horizon Let ev'ry moment slip away Jesse tore up his apartment Just why he wouldn't say Now he sits there in his bedroom and he won't come out to play Oh, yeah It's a Sunday Afternoon Got Cap'n Crunch and Reefer and old cartoons When I get up tomorrow It'll be too soon We're lazing on a Sunday afternoon The daily news keeps getting stranger But medical Mary keeps me cool They all used to say I'd be a failure but I'm breezin' Although I know sometimes I get a bit confused Letras de canciones Everybody needs a purpose Some kind of driving force in life I ain't gonna have the admiration of the world but I'm already famous in my mind Martha hitched from San Francisco back to her parents' by the Bay She's doin' mandalas and boxing at least that's what the doctors say Oh yeah It's a Sunday afternoon Got Cap'n Crunch and Reefer and old cartoons If the aliens are comin' Hope they come soon We're lazing on a Sunday afternoon From Letras Mania