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 women to make her come alive. 'cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids, I got to go for a sunday drive. Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids , I got to go for a sunday drive.
That's how they are, so I grabbed out the carconvertible fifty-nine. Headed for the freeway tried to find the pasadena sign. Ten miles and three quarters more I wasn't feeling any more alive. 'cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids, I got to go for a sunday drive. Fifteen kids and a fam'ly 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 fam'ly on the skids, I got to go for a sunday drive. Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids, I got to go for a sunday drive.
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