I feel I should tell you about my Sunday girl
I feel I should tell you about my Sunday girl
She walks on water but never wets her dress
And on the seventh day like the lord she rests

Everybody wants some
Everybody needs some
Everybody wants a little piece of my Sunday girl

She’s got no grave-bound traits, no falling features
She’s got no grave-bound traits, no falling features
Sky high black heels and a pretty white dress
And on the seventh day like the lord she rests

Everybody wants some
Everybody needs some
Everybody wants a little piece of my Sunday girl

I take her out dancing on a Friday night
I take her out dancing on a Friday night
I leave her for a minute and to my surprise
When I got back the men had all formed a line, because

Everybody wants some
Everybody needs some
Everybody wants a little piece of my Sunday girl

She’ll really make you feel like you’re the only one
She’ll really make you feel like you’re the only one
She’ll love you so hard, and give you her best
But on the seventh day like the lord she rests

Everybody wants some
Everybody needs some
Everybody wants a little piece of my Sunday girl

Everybody wants her, everybody feeds her
Everybody’s had a little piece of my Sunday girl
Everybody feeds her