Sunday morning

I open my eyes
My head is aching,
I don't wanna wake up
I close them all again and turn
Around for another nap
Fuzzy tongue, must have smoked too much
Had way too many drinks for one night

But somewhere there's still
This memory of some
Nice warm feeling I had last night
Still this memory of some'feeling inside
Somewhere there's still
This memory of some
Nice warm feeling I had last night,
Still this memory of some... feeling inside

What's the time?
I guess I get up now, feel dizzy, oh well...
I take a shower, brush my teeth
And feel like a human again
I feel like myself again

Coffee and bread make my head working again
A cigarette... I better not
How did I get home?
Taxi, bike, feet... oh what the heck!
Turn the radio on... but not too loud
And suddenly comes my memory
It comes back to my mind
Where's my pants? And back in the pocket...
A paper with your number, with your number!

With your smile on my face
Starts this beautiful sunday morning