- Written by:
- Barry Gibb
- Robin Gibb
- Maurice Gibb
- (1968)
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- Lead vocals:
- Barry Gibb
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- Album:
- Odessa
- (1969)
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- Sunday morning, woke up yawning, filled the pool for a swim,
- pulled down the head and looked in the glass just to see if I
was in,
- went up the stairs and kissed my woman to make her come alive
- 'cause with fifteen kids 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, convertible
fifty-nine,
- headed to the freeway, tried to find the Pasadena sign.
- Ten miles and three quarters, I wasn't feeling any more alive,
- 'cause with fifteen kids 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, no matter how I try.
- 'Cause with fifteen kids 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 of thirty-five kids,
- 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,
- pulled down the glass and looked in the mirror just to see if
I was in,
- went up the stairs and kissed my woman to make her come alive,
- 'cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids,
- I got to go for a Sunday drive.
- An orphanage full of thirty-five kids,
- I got to go for a Sunday drive.
-
- Ooh...
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