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SAunday morning, wEoke up yawning, fDilled the pool for a swAim,
pAulled down the head and lEooked in the glass just to sDee if I was Ain,
wAent up the stairs and kEissed my woman D to make her come alAive
'cause with fAifteen kids and a fEamily on the skids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
FAifteen kids and a fEamily on the skids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
ThAat's how they are, so I grEabbed out the car, convDertible fifty-nAine,
hAeaded to the frEeeway, tried to fDind the Pasadena sAign.
TAen miles and three quEarters, I wasn't fDeeling any more alAive,
'cause with fAifteen kids and a fEamily on the skids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
FAifteen kids and a fEamily on the skids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
A I used to be a mEinstrel free with a whDole lot of bread in my bAag.
AED
A I used to feel that my life was real, but the Good Lord threw me a
snag.
NAow I'm gonna be the sEame as me, no mDatter how I trAy.
'cause with fAifteen kids and a fEamily on the skids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
FAifteen kids and a fEamily on the skids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
TAurned 'round the car and hEeaded for home; I guDess I realized my fAate.
TAen miles and three quEarters more, I pDulled up outside the gAate.
TwAenty more kids were stEood inside and thDat made thirty-fAive.
'Cause with an Aorphanage full of thEirty-five kids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
An Aorphanage full of thEirty-five kids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
SAunday morning wEoke up yawning, fDilled the pool for a swAim,
pAulled down the glass and lEooked in the mirror just to sDee if I was Ain,
wAent up the stairs and kEissed my woman D to make her come alAive,
'Cause with an Aorphanage full of thEirty-five kids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
An Aorphanage full of thEirty-five kids,
I got to gDo for a Sunday drAive.
(stop, then continues)
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