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Me and you and the Sunday paper
Spread all over the bed
A rose colored morning light
All to ourselves
Hot coffee and the comic strips
Pillow talk and your fingertips
Laying down and loving
¡®Til there¡¯s nothing left
CHORUS:
I¡¯ll take the little things
The simple pleasures that your sweet love brings
I¡¯ll take the little things with you
Open the windows, leave that old fan on
Lay here with me ¡®til the sun is gone
Don¡¯t say nothin¡¯ just let the time
Pass right on by
I want to hear you breathe
I want to brush your hair
I don¡¯t care if we go anywhere
We¡¯ve got everything we needRight here in this room
REPEAT CHORUS
Me and you and the Sunday paper
Spread all over the bed
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