Sunday Driver Lyrics

	Sunday Driver
	His left elbow is hanging out the window
	His left finger steerin’ the wheel
	His right arm is wrapped around his sweetheart and it’s paradise in his love mobile
	And I’m stuck here right behind him
	Held hostage by the double yellow line
	The sign says 55, he’s going thirty
	And it’s clear that he has no concern for time
	Chorus: He ‘s a
	Sunday, Sunday driver
	He don’t want to get his baby home too soon
	He’s a Sunday driver
	In the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	But I will not blink my headlights no,
	I will not honk my horn
	Cause I know (I know) just what he’s feeling cause
	I’ve been in that sweet driver’s seat before
	Chorus: He ‘s a
	Sunday, a
	Sunday driver
	He don’t want to get his baby home too soon
	He’s a Sunday driver in the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	There’s a growing line of angry cars behind us like a centipede of metal single file
	But I will not let them interrupt his romance
	I’ll be his guardian angel for awhile
	Chorus: He ‘s a
	Sunday, a
	Sunday driver
	He don’t want to get his baby home too soon
	He’s a Sunday,
	Sunday driver
	In the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	Allen Levi &
	Billy Aerts
	Billy Aerts
	Music (BMI)
	The Moon Is
	Round (ASCAP)

	Sunday Driver
	His left elbow is hanging out the window
	His left finger steerin' the wheel
	His right arm is wrapped around his sweetheart and it' s paradise in his love mobile
	And I' m stuck here right behind him
	Held hostage by the double yellow line
	The sign says 55, he' s going thirty
	And it' s clear that he has no concern for time
	Chorus: He ' s a
	Sunday, Sunday driver
	He don' t want to get his baby home too soon
	He' s a Sunday driver
	In the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	But I will not blink my headlights no,
	I will not honk my horn
	Cause I know I know just what he' s feeling cause
	I' ve been in that sweet driver' s seat before
	Chorus: He ' s a
	Sunday, a
	Sunday driver
	He don' t want to get his baby home too soon
	He' s a Sunday driver in the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	There' s a growing line of angry cars behind us like a centipede of metal single file
	But I will not let them interrupt his romance
	I' ll be his guardian angel for awhile
	Chorus: He ' s a
	Sunday, a
	Sunday driver
	He don' t want to get his baby home too soon
	He' s a Sunday,
	Sunday driver
	In the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	Allen Levi
	Billy Aerts
	Billy Aerts
	Music BMI
	The Moon Is
	Round ASCAP

	Sunday Driver
	His left elbow is hanging out the window
	His left finger steerin' the wheel
	His right arm is wrapped around his sweetheart and it' s paradise in his love mobile
	And I' m stuck here right behind him
	Held hostage by the double yellow line
	The sign says 55, he' s going thirty
	And it' s clear that he has no concern for time
	Chorus: He ' s a
	Sunday, Sunday driver
	He don' t want to get his baby home too soon
	He' s a Sunday driver
	In the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	But I will not blink my headlights no,
	I will not honk my horn
	Cause I know I know just what he' s feeling cause
	I' ve been in that sweet driver' s seat before
	Chorus: He ' s a
	Sunday, a
	Sunday driver
	He don' t want to get his baby home too soon
	He' s a Sunday driver in the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	There' s a growing line of angry cars behind us like a centipede of metal single file
	But I will not let them interrupt his romance
	I' ll be his guardian angel for awhile
	Chorus: He ' s a
	Sunday, a
	Sunday driver
	He don' t want to get his baby home too soon
	He' s a Sunday,
	Sunday driver
	In the middle of my
	Thursday afternoon
	Allen Levi
	Billy Aerts
	Billy Aerts
	Music BMI
	The Moon Is
	Round ASCAP

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