Mikhalé Jones - Sunday Morning lyrics

[Mikhalé Jones - Sunday Morning lyrics]

I don't even like tea
But now I have some cravings
Something about Sunday morning makes me
Want more of you

I like what I see i like what I feel
You are my usual cup of tea
I I likec it boy, temperature just right
But you fell from a different type of tree

Won't go there make it extra sweet
Dunking in my buscuit, got an extra

I don't even like tea
But now I have some cravings
Something about Sunday morning makes me
Want more of you i don't even like tea
But now I have some cravings
Something about Sunday morning makes me
Want more of you

Tell me how you like it
Tell me how you like it inside or out?
Inside or out?
Tell me, do you like it poly or mono?
Just me or do you want a pro bono?

Won't go there make it extra sweet
Dunking in my buscuit, got an extra

I don't even like tea
But now I have some cravings
Something about Sunday morning makes me
Want more of you i don't even like tea
But now I have some cravings
Something about Sunday morning makes me
Want more of you

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