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