Well, it ticks just like a Timex, never lets up on you

Who said life was easy, the job is never through

It'll run us till we're ragged, it'll harden our hearts

Love could use a day of rest before we both start falling apart

Pray that it's raining on Sunday, storming like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Baby, whatever comes Monday can take care of itself

'Cause we've got better things that we can do

When it's raining on Sunday

Well, your love is like a religion, a cross in Mexico

Your kiss is like the incense of a prayer nailed to the door

Well, surrender is much sweeter when we both let go

Let the water wash our bodies clean and love wash our souls

Pray that it's raining on Sunday, storming like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Baby, whatever comes Monday can take care of itself

'Cause we've got better things that we can do

When it's raining on Sunday

Pray that it's raining on Sunday, storming like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Baby, whatever comes Monday can take care of itself

'Cause we've got better things that we can do

When it's raining on Sunday

When it's raining on Sunday

When it's raining on Sunday

When it's raining on Sunday