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Sunday morning, woke up yawning, filled the pool for a swim, pulled down the head and looked in the glass just to see if I was in, went up the stairs and kissed my woman to make her come alive 'cause with fifteen kids and a family on the skids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. Fifteen kids and a family on the skids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. That's how they are, so I grabbed out the car, convertible fifty-nine, headed to the freeway, tried to find the Pasadena sign. Ten miles and three quarters, I wasn't feeling any more alive, 'cause with fifteen kids and a family on the skids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. Fifteen kids and a family on the skids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. I used to be a minstrel free with a whole lot of bread in my bag. I used to feel that my life was real, but the good Lord threw me a snag. Now I'm gonna be the same as me, no matter how I try. 'Cause with fifteen kids and a family on the skids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. Fifteen kids and a family on the skids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. Turned 'round the car and headed for home; I guess I realized my fate. Ten miles and three quarters more, I pulled up outside the gate. Twenty more kids were stood inside and that made thirty-five. 'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. An orphanage full of thirty-five kids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. Sunday morning woke up yawning, filled the pool for a swim, pulled down the glass and looked in the mirror just to see if I was in, went up the stairs and kissed my woman to make her come alive, 'cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. An orphanage full of thirty-five kids, I got to go for a Sunday drive. Ooh... |
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