Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Driver

Well I've been a Sunday noo for many's a happy year
And never had my Morris Minor oot o' second gear
I can drive at fifty an hour on motorway or track
With me up front beside me and her mother in the back

There was me and my and my daddy's mammy
And her sister's and four of her chums
And Auntie

In a crowd of trippers you can always pick me oot
By my "Don't blame me, I voted Tory" sticker on the
Wi' my of heather stickin' in ma radiator grille
And me transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill

There was me and my daddy and my daddy's
And her sister's and four of her chums
And Peg

I've a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where been
And my steering wheel is clad in simulated
Up fae the drivin' mirror hangs a plastic skeleton
And in the a dog wi' eyes that flicker off and on!

There was me and my daddy and my daddy's
And her Granny and four of her chums
And May

I always as though my foot was restin' on the brake
And I weave aboot the road just so's ye cannae
I can get ye sae frustrated ye'll finish up in tears
And the sound of motor horns is music to my ears!

was me and my daddy and my daddy's mammy
And her sister's and four of her chums
And Liz

Now if ye wonder how these weekly trips I can
It's because I'm on a stipend from the Tourist Board
supposed tae enjoy the scenery, the finest of it's kind
And is why I have a convoy followin' behind!

There was me and my daddy and my mammy
And her sister's and four of her chums
And Rose

There's just no way of escaping me, no matter how ye
For the simple fact that I'm a warden through the week
I'm my efficiency, and here's my master plan
I'm savin' up my for to buy a Caravan

There was me and my and my daddy's mammy
And her sister's Granny and of her chums
And Gertrude

There was me and my daddy and my mammy
And her sister's Granny and of her chums
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