1.Sunday Morning
Written：T.Kanal／G.Stefani／E.Stefani
Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure had changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well...so well
You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion, so I can complain
Chorus
I know who I am, but who are you？
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to!
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me
I thought I knew you
But I've got a new view
I thought I knew you well...oh well
2.Sunday Morning
Written：T.Kanal／G.Stefani／E.Stefani
Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you could be that way
But you looked like me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure had changed since yesterday
Without any warning
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well...so well
You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange
Out of fashion, so I can complain
Chorus
I know who I am, but who are you？
You're not looking like you used to
You're on the other side of the mirror
So nothing's looking quite as clear
Thank you for turning on the lights
Thank you, now you're the parasite
I didn't think you had it in you
And now you're looking like I used to!
You came in with the breeze
On Sunday morning
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me
I thought I knew you
But I've got a new view
I thought I knew you well...oh well
3.Oi To The World
Haji was a punk just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble till he started up his Oi band
Safe in the garage or singing in the tub
Till Haji went too far and he plugged in at the pub
'Twas a cold Christmas eve when Trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint and to nick a back of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the Unity
He unwound Haji's turban and he knocked him to his knees
If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say 'Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins-
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!'
Haji was a bloody mess, he ran out through the crowd
he said 'we'll meet again we are bloody but not unbowed'
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
Christmas day on the roof down at 20 Oxford street
If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say 'Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!'
On the roof with the nun chucks Trevor broke a lot of bones
But Haji had a sword like that guy in Indiana Jones
Police sirens wailing, a bloody dying man
Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
When the skins left him there and went down the fire escape
Oi! Oi!
But then Haji saw the north star shining more then ever
So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
They repelled down the roof with the rest of the turban
and went back to the pub where they bought each other bourbon
If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say 'Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins-
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!'
If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say 'Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins-
But Oi to the world and everybody wins!'
Oi! Oi!
4.By The Way
Lyrics：T.Dumont／G.Stefani
Music：T.Dumont／G.Stefani
By the way, every little thing about her face
Fills him up, the image so pleasing it could never be erased
Here to stay, embedded in his mind, he wishes they could be
together
All the Time
By the way she says things, the tone, just to hear her voice
He can't explain, the sound so exciting to him a perfect choice
Here to stay, embedded in his mind, he wishes they could be
together
All the Time
Crazy independent spanish speaking arty flirty red wine drinking
sexy
Tomboy
With a natural way of thinking carefree innocent she's slightly
sneaky
Confident and proud from another country has her way lives for
today
By the Way she's far away
By the way, holding her, hugging her can feel so warm
Just think about it, two bodies embracing, creating love in this
form
Here to stay, embedded in his mind, he wishes they could be
together
All the Time
Crazy independent spanish speaking arty flirty red wine drinking
sexy
Tomboy With a natural way of thinking crazy
Then she kissed him and she went away
Far across to San Francisco Bay
You'd think that she would think again
And only want to be with him
Regardless of the things that pull her far away, she's far
away...
Crazy independent spanish speaking arty flirty red wine drinking
sexy
Tomboy With a natural way of thinking crazy
By the way she's far away and by the way she's far away
Crazy independent spanish speaking arty flirty red wine drinking
By the way she's far away and by the way she's far away
5.Get Oon The Ball
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