Lyrics of Marley purt drive

Sunday morning, woke up yawnin', 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 car, convertible fifty-nine
Headed to the freeway, tried to find the pasadena sign
Ten miles and three quarters, 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

Turned 'round the car and headed for home, i guess i realized my fate
Ten miles and three quarters more, i pulled up outside the gate
Twenty more kids were stood inside and that made thirty-five

'cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids
I got to go for a sunday drive
An orphanage full of thirty-five kids
I got to go for a sunday drive

Sunday morning woke up yawnin', filled the pool for a swim
Pulled down the glass and looked in the mirror just to see if i was in
Went up the stairs and kissed my women to make her come alive

'cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids
I got to go for a sunday drive
And orphanage full of thirty-five kids
I got to go for a sunday drive