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Texty: Rachel Stevens. Funky Dory. Blue Afternoon.

Do do, do do, do do

Love washed out, the colors fade
Love so red is now passe
Never found a pot of gold
At the end of all my rainbows

Blue afternoon, nothin' to do
Wonderin' why I'm feelin'
Blue afternoon, thinking of you
Wonderin' why I cry on my blue afternoon

Case of love is what we'll be
I indulge in sweet envy
Sadness tinged with streaks of gold
But I've been told there are no rainbows

Blue afternoon, nothin' to do
Wonderin' why I'm feelin'
Blue afternoon, thinking of you
Wonderin' why I cry on my blue afternoon

Like nicotine, you can't give it up
Why can't they? So I live it up
My feelings, will they ever stop
For you, for you

Do be, do be, do do, do do do
Do be, do be, do do, do do do

Love came back in shape of you
And no afternoon is blue
Everywhere I look is gold
At the end of every rainbow

Blue afternoon everything's new
Suddenly I'm not feelin'
Blue anymore, never again
Never say, go away, go away
Go away you blue afternoon