Mother she is not the type you look at on the street

Looks like any other mum I know

Dressed in grey to take a walk as any other day

Takes a pint at Henry′s half past one

Drinks it rather slowly she would never walk the line

Her face is changing through the second pint

Mother has a lover though he's only in her mind

The minute she is leaving he is gone

Sunday sunday people

Sunday shines for you

Sunday she is shining

For you

Sunday sunday people

Sunday shines for you

Sunday she is shining

For you

She had a chance made a choice twenty years ago

Twenty years ago when I was born

Time has changed and I moved out daddy′s growing old

Mother's changing lovers every day

Anyway at half past five she's waiting with the meal

We have a chat about the day′s events

Father′s secret lover's more easily to find

She′s no longer only in his mind

Sunday sunday people

Sunday shines for you

Sunday she is shining

For you

Sunday sunday people

Sunday shines for you

Sunday she is shining

For you

Dropping in at sunday eve to spend the night at home

Just to make them feel that I still care

Daddy tells me stories from the time when he was young

But I don't find them funny anymore

Mother says I′m much too skinny do you work to hard

Do you sleep at night and get to eat

Do you have a girlfriend would you care to take her home

Time to settle down and have some kids

Sunday sunday people

Sunday shines for you

Sunday she is shining

For you

Sunday sunday people

Sunday shines for you

Sunday she is shining

For you