מילים לשיר Sunday Driver – Blue County

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His left elbow, is hanging out the window His right arm is, wrapped around his sweetheart
And it's paradise inside his love mobile
I'm held hostage by the dobule yellow line
His left finger, is sterring the wheel
Well i am stuck here, right behind him
This sign says 55, he going 30
And it's clear to me that he has no concern for time. He don't want to get his baby home too soon
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driver
He's Sunday, a Sunday driver
In the middle of my Thursday afternoon Oh no I will not honk my horn
Cause I have been in that sweet, driver's seat before
Oh I will not, a blink my headlight
Cause i know, I know just what he's feeling Bridge
There is a growing line of angry cars behind us I will not interrupt his romance It's the center fear of mental a single file
Well, i'll be his gaurdian angel for a while Yea in the middle of my Thursday afternoon.