I know it sounds funny, but I just can’t stand the pain.
Girl, I’m leaving you tomorrow.
It seems to me, girl, you know I’ve done all I can.
You see, I begged, stole and I borrowed.
Ooh, that’s why I’m easy.
I’m easy like Sunday morning.
That’s why I’m easy.
I’m easy like Sunday morning.
Why in the world would anybody put chains on me?
I’ve paid my dues to make it.
Everbody wants me to be what they want me to be.
I’m not happy when I try to fake it!
No!
Ooh, that’s why I’m easy.
I’m easy like Sunday morning.