Il testo della Marly purt drive

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 car;convertible 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.

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 yawning; 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.