Bee Gees - Marly Purt Drive

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 women to make her come alive.
`Cause with fifteen kids and a fam`ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Fifteen kids and a fam`ly 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 for the freeway; tried to find the Pasadena sign.
Ten miles and three quarters more I wasn`t feeling any more alive.
`Cause with fifteen kids and a fam`ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Fifteen kids and a fam`ly 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 fam`ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Fifteen kids and a fam`ly 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 women to make her come alive.
`Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids ,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
And orphanage full of thirty-five kids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive