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

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