Every Sunday, my little girl and me

We take a ride, just get up and go

Four blood shot eyes coasting down the road

We look like trees on a windy day



We stagger drunk and home we sway

To and fro, she's a part of me

That's why we fight as long as time is free

And we got a place to hide, she's a part of me



We like to sleep in, we keep a

Low profile, saying peoples' names

And all the things they don't know



We stagger drunk and home we sway

To and fro, she's a part of me

That's why we fight, everybody says so

They keep low, she's a part of me



That's why we fight, she's a part of me

Everybody says so