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Groovin'On a Sunday afternoon (Sunday, Sunday)Really couldn't get away too soon (too soon) I can't imagine anything that's better The world is ours whenever we're together There ain't no place I'd like to be instead of Groovin' Down a crowded avenue (strolling down on broadway) Doin' anything we like to do There's always lots of things that we could see We could be anyone we want to be And all those happy people we could meet just Groovin' (groovin', groovin', baby) On a Sunday afternoon (groovin', groovin, baby) Really, baby, I couldn't get away too soon (too soon) We'll keep on spending sunny days this way We're gonna talk and laugh our time away I feel it… |