It ticks just like a Timex
Never lets up on you
Who said life was easy
The job is never through
It'll run us till we're ragged
It'll harden our hearts
Love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart
Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Storming like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself

Cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's raining on Sunday
Your love is like a religion
A cross in Mexico
Your kiss is like the incense of a prayer nailed to the door
Surrender is much sweeter
When we both let go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls
Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Storming like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself

Cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's raining on Sunday
Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Storming like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
Cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's raining on Sunday

Writer : RADNEY FOSTER, DARREL BROWN
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group