Woo-ooh
Just go constant, just move in
Move in
Ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Move in
Oh-oh
Move in
Someday I'll be rude, rude, really, couldn't get away too soon, but I can't imagine anything
that's better.
What it does will never win, it ain't a place I like to be instead, just rude.
Just rude, rude, rude, rude, rude, rude, down a crowded avenue.
Just rude, rude, rude, do anything we like to do.
There's always lots of things that we can see, there can't be anyone we like to be,
The orders have been made for people we could meet
Groovy, groovy
I'm Sunday afternoon
Really, really mad
Couldn't get away too soon
No, no, no
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Keep on spinning Saturdays this way
You're gonna talk your laugh all the time away
I feel it coming closer day by day now
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly
Ruling back
Sunday afternoon
Really
Just really now, couldn't get away
Couldn't get away now
No, no, no
She knew that
Just really
Oh, yeah
Just really
Really
Just really
Just really
