HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM NASHVILLE'S DEMOLITION CREW!!!
Lyrics
SUNDAY DRIVE
Those faded jeans that plain white tee
Starts my engine up before I turn the key
I watch you walk that smile to me
And I don't care where the black top leads
with your head on my shoulder
my hand on your knee
heatin' up the leather on these weathered seats
autumn falling over country roads
Born To Run on the radio
got nothing to do nowhere to be
nothing but miles to waste and we
just chase the sun into a perfect night
on a Sunday drive
my kinda Sunday drive
we'll give the gas a little break
trade these winding lanes for some down time shade
pull a blanket out and give those lips a taste
just a little taste before we're back again
chorus
well those Monday blues are gonna have to wait
Tuesday til saturday I'll take what comes my way
it's ok 'cause once we pull away
Ohhhhh....
got nothing to do nowhere to be
nothing but miles to waste and we
just chase the sun into a perfect night
Baby we'll just chase the sun into a perfect night
on a Sunday drive
on a Sunday drive
My kinda Sunday drive
