Got one hand in my pocket, the other one to the sky
One foot in the water, babe, and the other one lagging behind
Both hands on the alter, hold it all inside
One eye on the hymnal, babe, and the other one on your thigh
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a clubbing dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Got my mind in Memphis, half's in New Orleans
One hand on the wheel, babe, and the other one in your jeans
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a low-cut dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Lying face down on the street, struggle to my hands and knees
I won't let your hair go
Keep your head to the side, keep you breathing alright
Your Sunday's Best is worse for show
What happened, only hell knows
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a slutty dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
4 Star View - The Row's Hymn Lyrics
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Got one hand in my pocket, the other one to the sky
One foot in the water, babe, and the other one lagging behind
Both hands on the alter, hold it all inside
One eye on the hymnal, babe, and the other one on your thigh
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a clubbing dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Got my mind in Memphis, half's in New Orleans
One hand on the wheel, babe, and the other one in your jeans
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a low-cut dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Lying face down on the street, struggle to my hands and knees
I won't let your hair go
Keep your head to the side, keep you breathing alright
Your Sunday's Best is worse for show
What happened, only hell knows
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a slutty dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
One foot in the water, babe, and the other one lagging behind
Both hands on the alter, hold it all inside
One eye on the hymnal, babe, and the other one on your thigh
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a clubbing dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Got my mind in Memphis, half's in New Orleans
One hand on the wheel, babe, and the other one in your jeans
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a low-cut dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Lying face down on the street, struggle to my hands and knees
I won't let your hair go
Keep your head to the side, keep you breathing alright
Your Sunday's Best is worse for show
What happened, only hell knows
It's Sunday morning, look your best
In a short skirt or a slutty dress
Unlock my mind and let it go
Where it turns up, only heaven knows
Writer: T. Bass
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