Sunday morning, woke up yawning,
filled the pool for a swim
Pulled down the head and looked in the glass
Went up the stairs and kissed my woman
and a family on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive
Fifteen kids and a family on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive
That's how they are, so I grabbed out the car
tried to find the Pasadena sign
Ten miles and three quarters,
I wasn't feeling any more alive
and a family on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive
Fifteen kids and a family 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,
and a family on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive
Fifteen kids and a family 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
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
Went up the stairs and kissed my woman
'Cause with an orphanage full
I got to go for a Sunday drive
An orphanage full of thirty-five kids
I got to go for a Sunday drive