Hudson Brothers - Sunday Driver lyrics

Sunday driver with his hands off the wheel He's not alone and they are copping a feel The lady next to him is down on the floor Sunday driver don't drive anymore Sunday drive with his foot through the floor The lady next to him is asking for more Her legs across the seat Her feet out the door Sunday driver don't drive anymore Sunday driver Sunday driver Sunday driver Driver Sunday driver moving faster than hell The lady knows he's playing some kind of swell See ya later I wish it so well Sunday driver don't drive anymore Come on honey Let's go for a ride Ya know what I want honey See ya in the back seat Hey Sunday driver Sunday driver Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Sunday driver Beep honk toot beep honk Sunday driver Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Sunday driver Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep