Christian French
Lyricist: Dru DeCaro, Matthew Baden & Christian French Composer: Dru DeCaro, Matthew Baden & Christian French
Stuck in your room, it's half-past noon
Hungover Sunday with nothing to do, to do
The blinds are drawn, the sun's coming through
Shines on your face, what a beautiful view
No, I'm not leaving soon
'Cause I drank too much and I feel kinda funny
I can't get up, girl, I'd rather do nothing with you
Nothing with you
And there's not too much I planned today
So let's stay in, we can get away, just us two
Girl, me and you
On this hungover Sunday, whoa
Hungover Sunday, whoa oh
We know how this goes, we've been here before
Roll out of bed just to roll up some more
No, I don't need plans with you
Just look at our clothes all on the floor
Turn on some music, babe, and lock the door
Yeah, I drank too much and I feel kinda funny
I can't get up, girl, I'd rather do nothing with you
Nothing with you
And there's not too much I planned today
So let's stay in, we can get away, just us two
Girl, me and you
On this hungover Sunday, whoa
Hungover Sunday, whoa oh
Yeah, I drank too much and I feel kinda funny
I can't get up, I'd rather do nothing with you, girl
Nothing with you, girl
And there's not too much I planned today
So let's stay in, we'll get away, just us two
Girl, me and you
On this hungover Sunday, whoa ooh
Hungover Sunday, whoa oh