Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Driver

Sunday

His left is hanging out the window
His finger steerin' the wheel
His right arm is around his sweetheart
and it's in his love mobile

And I'm stuck right behind him
Held hostage by the double yellow
The sign 55, he's going thirty
And it's that he has no concern for time

He 's a Sunday, driver
He want to get his baby home too soon
He's a Sunday
In the of my Thursday afternoon

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

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

There's a line of angry cars behind us
like a of metal single file
But I will not let interrupt his romance
I'll be his guardian for awhile

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

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