Shaking hands with strangers I will never see again It's the time of the week For social beers I'm sorry to disagree, it wasn't offside The goal your team scored In the game last night Every Sunday We meet again Just before responsibilities kick in I still wonder why every time we get closer to reality We escape I guess we're growing old And as the night turns dark we leave I guess you're growing up And as the day kicks in, you move ♪ I guess you wanna know it all But I've got important stuff to do No, it's not what looks like I'm not blue, you misunderstood my mood Mr. Under-the-hood We escape I guess we're growing old And as the night turns dark, we leave I guess I'm growing up And as the day kicks in, I move I have my pride, so don't get loud I've been working all the week to get in shape We wait 'til Sunday league Me and my teammates work hard everyday To get in shape, be ready for the week We wait 'til Sunday aperitivo, 6 p.m. ♪ We wait 'til Sunday league We wait 'til Sunday aperitivo, 6 p.m.