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Lyrics for 'Marly Purt Drive' by 'Bee Gees'
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.
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