Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Driver

Sunday

His left elbow is out the window
His finger steerin' the wheel
His right arm is wrapped around his
and paradise in his love mobile

And I'm here right behind him
Held by the double yellow line
The sign says 55, going thirty
And clear that he has no concern for time

He 's a Sunday, Sunday
He don't to get his baby home too soon
a Sunday driver
In the middle of my Thursday

But I will not my headlights
no, I not honk my horn
Cause I know (I know) just what feeling
cause I've been in that sweet driver's seat

He 's a Sunday, a driver
He don't want to get his home too soon
a Sunday driver
in the middle of my Thursday

There's a growing line of cars behind us
like a centipede of metal single
But I not let them interrupt his romance
be his guardian angel for awhile

He 's a Sunday, a Sunday
He don't want to get his baby home too
He's a Sunday, Sunday
In the middle of my afternoon

Levi & Billy Aerts
Billy Music (BMI)
The Moon Is (ASCAP)