My Sunday feeling is coming on over me.
My Sunday feeling is coming on over me,
Now that the night is over.

Got to clear my head so I can see.
Till I get to put together,
that old feeling won't let me be.

Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night?
Won't somebody tell me where I laid my head last night?
I really don't remember,

But with one more cigarette and I think I might.
Till I get to put together,
well that old feeling can't get me right.


Need some $$#istance, have you listened to what I said?
Need some $$#istance, have you listened to what I said?

Oh, I don't feel so good.
Need someone to help me to my bed.
Till I get to put together,

that old feeling is in my head.