Watch Jay Elle – Twelve on Sunday


Twelve on Sunday
Words and Music by Jay Elle

Could be she went for a walk
Could be she needed fresh air
Maybe that will calm her down
You should see what’s left of her room
It wasn’t the usual tantrum
Then again she’s turning twelve on Sunday

There is no misunderstanding
There is a volcano in her mind
I’m no longer superman
Now I’m just an old brick wall
Freight trains run through my head
Then again she’s turning twelve on Sunday

I know
She loves to play
Her mother was the same way
She’ll try everything she can to get in trouble today
She knows
I’m in a panic
Worry myself sick
She knows I’ll try to get her face on a few quarts of milk

Maybe she’ll remember when
I used to check under her bed
Chase the scary monsters away
Bring her milk and honey
Since it’s been just her and me
Then again she’s turning twelve on Sunday

I know
She loves to play
Her mother was the same way
She’ll try everything she can to get in trouble today
She knows
I’m in a panic
Worry myself sick
She knows I’ll try to get her face on a few quarts of milk

Could be she went for a walk
Could be she needed fresh air
Maybe that will calm her down
You should see what’s left of her room
It wasn’t the usual tantrum
Then again she’s turning twelve on Sunday

It wasn’t the usual tantrum
Then again she’s turning twelve on Sunday

Then again she’s turning twelve on Sunday


 

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