The Sunday Driver

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Well, I've been a Sunday driver noo
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 for many's a happy year,
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I've never had my Morris Minor oot 
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o' second gear.
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I can drive at fifty miles an hour 
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on motorway or track,
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with me wife up front beside me and
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 her mother in the back.


[Chorus]
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There was me and my daddy and my 
daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four 
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of her chums, and Auntie Jean.


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In a crowd of fifty trippers you 
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can always pick me oot,
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by my “Don't blame me, I voted 
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Tory” sticker on the boot,
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wi' my bunch of heather stickin' 
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from my radiator grille,
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and me stick-on transfer bullet 
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holes and licence for tae kill.

[Chorus]
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There was me and my daddy and my 
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daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four 
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of her chums, and Auntie Peg.


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I've a hundred plastic pennants 
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just to show you where I've been,
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my steering wheel is clad in 
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simulated leopard-skin.
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Up front fae the drivin' mirror 
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hangs a plastic skeleton,
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and in the back a dog wi' eyes that
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 flicker off and on !

[Chorus]
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There was me and my daddy and my 
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daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four 
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of her chums, and Auntie Lee.


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Well, I always drive as though my 
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foot was restin' on the brake,
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I weave aboot the road just so's ye
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 cannae overtake.
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I can get ye sae frustrated that 
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ye'll finish up in tears,
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and the sound of blarin' motor 
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horns is music to my ears !

[Chorus]
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There was me and my daddy and my 
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daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four 
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of her chums, and Auntie Liz.


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Now, if ye wonder how these weekly 
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trips I can afford,
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it's because I'm on a stipend from 
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the Scottish Tourist Board.
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You're supposed tae enjoy the 
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scenery, the finest of it's kind,
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and that is why I have a convoy 
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followin' behind !

[Chorus]
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There was me and my daddy and my 
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daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four 
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of her chums, and Auntie Rose.


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There's just no way of escaping me,
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 no matter how ye seek,
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for the simple fact that I'm a 
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traffic warden through the week.
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I'm boostin' my efficiency, and 
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here's my master plan :
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I'm savin' up my pennies just to 
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buy a Caravan.

[Chorus]
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There was me and my daddy and my 
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daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four 
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of her chums, and Auntie Gertrude.
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There was me and my daddy and my 
daddy's mammy,
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and her sister's Granny and four of
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 her chums, “Yer gaun too fast”.