Sunday Driver Lyrics - Singles - Blue County

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)