Damn! I've got so much to say And I know it's the only way You're staring straight into my face And I know it's not the place I can't be the one you want me to I'll take the blame and I'll just play the fool But you make it hard to leave Seven months in Delhi daze Relations build round fragile laces It's in my head, should I clear the air and say I couldn't be the one you want me to I took the blame and I just played the fool But you make it hard for me to leave When you touch me tenderly Oh no I can't Na Na Na My baby's got the Sunday afternoon blues Yeah My baby's got the Sunday All to herself