On Sunday Lyrics

I got a phone call on a saturday night.
Now I know all my friends will come.
To join my birthday bash in a plastic pie
Oh I know all my friends will come.
I got a trunk full of presents from my nephew g.
Oh I know all my friends will come.
I got a bat, a snake and a pumping beat.
Oh I know all my friends will come
Oh oh oh. Yeah yeah. i got my tail shakin up in the air.
Oh oh oh. Yeah yeah. I wanna hook up with my girl.

My friends are comin on sunday on sunday.
My friends are comin on sunday.
My friends are comin on sunday on sunday.
And everybody is cool singin along
Ow ow huh huh on sunday.
I love the funk tapes and the family vibe.
Oh I know all my friends will come.
Yeah my birthday bash'll be in the New York Times.
Oh I know all my friends will come.
I got a picture of snow and black eyed peas that glow.
Oh I know all my friends will come.
I got the drinks the beach and the whole wide world.
Oh I know all my friends will come.

Oh oh oh. Yeah yeah. i got my tail shakin up in the air.
Oh oh oh. Yeah yeah. I wanna hook up with my girl.
My friends are comin on sunday on sunday.
My friends are comin on sunday.
My friends are comin on sunday on sunday.
And everybody is cool singin along
Ow ow huh huh on sunday.

We gotta celebrate on sunday

My friends are comin on sunday on sunday.
My friends are comin on sunday.
My friends are comin on sunday on sunday.
And everybody is cool singin along
Ow ow huh huh on sunday.