Sunday Dinner Lyrics

Molly Grace Music Residence, how may I help you

Are you coming over or what

I am coming over, it's Sunday

Sunday dinner, I'm starving

What's on the menu, chef

Spaghetti and meatballs

We made spaghetti last week

So what

You know what? Get the stove ready

I wanna make Sunday dinner with you

Cook for all your family

I wanna stay up late laughing with you

Messing with you baby

Then hear you say you love me

I wanna put a movie on the TV screen

And then I'll watch it if you know

What I mean

I wanna make a lifetime of memories with you

So say that you'll be with me

You're so easy for me to love

So easy to adore

I've had a few Sundays with you now but

Baby I want more

I wanna drive around our little town

Maybe stop for ice cream

I wanna play our music too loud

Disturbing the crowd baby

Lean over and kiss me

I'm no stranger to broken hearts

And you might break mine too

But I would break my heart into a million pieces

For one more Sunday with you

So cuddle on the couch with me

Cuddle, I wanna cuddle

We can watch Star Wars finally

I'm yours unconditionally

There ain't nowhere else I'd rather be

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