Lyrics The Sundays

The Sundays

I Kicked a Boy

When the weather's fine, when it's sunny outside

Think about the time I kicked a boy 'til he cried

Oh, I could've been wrong, but I don't think I was

He's such a child

When I am alone, I remember so well

How merrily I tripped a boy so he fell

Oh I could've been wrong, but I don't think I was

He's totally wild

And I've been wondering lately just who's gonna save me

Now I have a cold, and no story to tell

I'd marry you but I'm so unwell

And I could've been wrong

Well I don't think I was

He's totally wild

And I've been wondering lately

Just who's gonna save me

Yes, you should've been wise

Oh, hysterical child

Where'd you learn to do that