It didn't feel like Sunday

Didn't feel like June

When he met his silent partner in that lonely corner room

That over looked the marquee

Of the Plaza all-adult

And he was not lookin' for romance -- just someone he could trust

Chorus

And it wasn't no way to carry on

It wasn't no way to live

But he could put up with it for a little while

He was workin' on something big

Speedball rang the night clerk

Said, "Send me up a drink"

The night clerk said, "It's Sunday man, ...wait a minute let me think

There's a little place outside of town that might

Still have some wine"

Speedball said, "Forget it, can I have an outside line"

(Repeat Chorus)

It was Monday when the daymaids

Found the still made bed

All except the pillows that lay stacked

Up at the head

And one said, "I know I've seen his face

I wonder who he is?"

The other said, "Probably just another clown

Workin' on something big"

(Repeat Chorus)