me dad don t want me coming home late from the disco and me mum doesn t want me hanging around with the lads me brother thinks he looks like john travolta and me sister thinks she s olivia newton john it s a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare i ve been drinking too many pints of lager i ve been getting into to many bleedin fights i came home with sick all down me trousers i ve got lovebites all around me neck i ve got a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare don t do it they won t let us do it don t do it they won t let us do it don t do it they won t let us do it don t do it they won t let us do it i ve got a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare don t tell me dad i ve just smashed up his car and don t tell me mum i ve got me bird in the club tell my brother not to wear my clothes and tell me sister to get her boyfriend outta me bed i ve got a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare a sunday morning nightmare don t do it they won t let us do it don t do it they won t let us do it don t do it they won t let us do it don t do it they won t let us do it