Lyrics Kevin Hart – Sunday Morning

Yeah
T-shirt, jeans on the floor from the night before
Like reverb, I’m playing it it by me
I never wanna leave her

Work is calling, money’s talking
And I’m all in deep, yeah
Oh my god
I think I nearly died when she said

Touch me like Sunday morning
Show me how much you want me
‘Cause you always got somewhere you gotta be
So just stay with me
Like Sunday morning
Like Sunday morning
Like Sunday morning

Breakfast
One more round of you, I insist
Can every day of the week start like this?
‘Cause you’re taking me to church, taking me to church
Every time we touch, every time we touch
Every second falling deeper

Work is calling, money’s talking
And I’m all in deep, yeah
Oh my god
I think I nearly died when she said

Touch me like Sunday morning
Show me how much you want me
‘Cause you always got somewhere you gotta be