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Sunday Kind of Love (feat. Chris Botti)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Renee Olstead
Renee Olstead
Vocals
Billy Childs
Billy Childs
Piano
Chris Botti
Chris Botti
Trumpet
Brian Bromberg
Brian Bromberg
Bass
Joe LaBarbera
Joe LaBarbera
Drums
Dennis Budimir
Dennis Budimir
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barbara Belle
Barbara Belle
Songwriter
Anita Nye
Anita Nye
Songwriter
Louis Prima
Louis Prima
Songwriter
Wayne Rhodes
Wayne Rhodes
Songwriter
Billy Childs
Billy Childs
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alejandro Rodriguez
Alejandro Rodriguez
Recording Engineer
Neil Devor
Neil Devor
Recording Engineer
Aaron Walk
Aaron Walk
Assistant Engineer
Brian Dixon
Brian Dixon
Assistant Engineer
Cesar Ramirez
Cesar Ramirez
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Pittman
Glenn Pittman
Assistant Engineer
Jaime Sickora
Jaime Sickora
Assistant Engineer
Jason Locklin
Jason Locklin
Assistant Engineer
Jon Berkowitz
Jon Berkowitz
Assistant Engineer
Mark Valentine
Mark Valentine
Assistant Engineer
Courtney Blooding
Courtney Blooding
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jorge Vivo
Jorge Vivo
Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Humberto Gatica
Humberto Gatica
Mixing Engineer
Christian Robles
Christian Robles
Recording Engineer
David Reitzas
David Reitzas
Recording Engineer
Jochem Van Der Saag
Jochem Van Der Saag
Recording Engineer
Joe Wohlmuth
Joe Wohlmuth
Recording Engineer
David Foster
David Foster
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
I like to know that it's more than love at first sight
I need a Sunday kind of love, oh, yeah-yeah
[Verse 2]
I need a, oh, a love that's on the square
Can't seem to find that somebody, someone to care
I'm on a lonely road that lead leads me nowhere
I need a Sunday kind of love
[Verse 3]
I do my Sunday dreaming, oh, yeah
All my Sunday scheming, every minute, every hour, every day
Oh, I'm hoping to discover
That certain kind of lover who will show me the way
[Verse 4]
My arms need someone to enfold
Keeping me warm when Monday's, oh, and Tuesdays turn cold
Love for all my life to have and to hold
Oh, I want a Sunday kind of love
[Verse 5]
I do my Sunday dreaming, oh, yeah
All my Sunday scheming, every minute, every hour, every single day
Oh, I'm hoping to discover
That certain kind of lover who will show me the way
[Verse 6]
And my arms need that someone, someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays, oh, and Tuesdays turn cold
Love for all my life to have and to hold
Oh, I want a Sunday kind of love, oh, yeah
[Verse 7]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday
Friday, of Saturday, oh, nothing, nothing
But a Sunday, oh, yeah
I want a Sunday, Sunday
Oh, I want a Sunday kind of love
Written by: Anita Nye, Barbara Belle, Louis Prima, Wayne Rhodes
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