Go Dog Go - Sunday Driver

I was driving down Falls it occurred to me, what day of the week is this supposed to be
Saturday not fair only one day to go, for that day of the week they say the driving is slow
Not me I swear don't call me old sage, foot's made of lead, I'm not showing my age
Kick the tires and pop the hood, what you see is what you should
The radio plays a forgotten song, forgotten again, it won't be long
People let go of places to see, I can tell you right now, that won't be me

Sunday Driver, Monday riser (Tuesday, Wednesday) I'm a survivor
Sunday Driver, Monday wiser (Thursday, Friday) Saturday imbiber
Sunday Driver woah, won't you drive with me, and then you'll see

Down that road, and heading west or going east, which one is best
It doesn't matter, which way you go, it's who you are, it's one big show
Scenery's change and so do we, after all these years, I'm still just me

Sunday Driver, Monday riser (Tuesday, Wednesday) I'm a survivor
Sunday Driver, Monday wiser (Thursday, Friday) Saturday imbiber
Sunday Driver woah, won't you drive with me, and then you'll see

Ride with me, Ride with me, come ride with me And then you'll see

I was driving up Falls, looking left and right, coming home in the middle of the night
If I knew then, what I know now, nothing would change, no matter how
It's really simple but can't you see, that life in the slow lane, it's not for me

Sunday Driver, Monday riser (Tuesday, Wednesday) I'm a survivor
Sunday Driver, Monday wiser (Thursday, Friday) Saturday imbiber
Sunday Driver, Monday inviter, everyday I'm a Baltimore fighter
Sunday Driver woah, won't you drive with me, and then you'll see

Written by:
Juliana Smith

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