Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers - Blue Sunday Lyrics

She took a rolled up 20 out of her pocket

And paid for my cigarettes

We were friends at first sight in the 7-Eleven light

She said "here, let me cover it"



And I rode shotgun all that night

She drove and never made a sound

I asked if there was anything wrong,

She said "nothin... what you talkin bout?"



It's a blue Sunday, down the interstate

Yeah, a blue Sunday

Blue with shades of gray



Her backseat could have been a hotel

I slept for a thousand years

Every now and then she'd laugh out loud for no reason

I pretended not to hear



And rolled my jacket up under my head

And stretched my body out

Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's bloodhounds,

But I ain't gonna worry now



It's a blue Sunday, down the interstate

Yeah, a blue Sunday

Blue with shades of gray



A blue Sunday,

We never met before

It's a blue Sunday

When it's time to leave you go