It ticks just like a Timex
It never lets up on you
Who said life was easy?
The job is never through

It'll run us 'til we're ragged
It'll harden our hearts
And 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 religion
Across in Mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence
Of a prayer nailed to a door

Oh, surrender is much sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls

And pray that it's raining on Sunday
Storming like crazy
And we'll hide under the covers all afternoon
And 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 on Monday
Can take care of itself
'Cause we got better things
That we can do
When it's raining on Sunday
When it's raining on Sunday
When it's raining on Sunday
Let it rain, woo Writer/s: Darrell R. Brown, Radney M. Foster
Publisher: Audiam, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
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