[Lyric] Sunday Driving (Sharon O'Neill)

I'm wide awake and I can't wait
I hear the wheels screaming up the driveway
My heart beats faster than a time bomb
I'm nervous, what am I gonna put on?

I gotta hurry, I can't be late
I'm going out on the perfect date

Sunday driving in his pickup
Black and nasty, sleek and hotted-up
V8 engine, cruise control
You oughta see her with her four wheels rolling

Well now and then, we go to a drive in
Sometimes we just go parking
We never hide out under the trees
We show her off for everyone to see
Accelerating's such a blast
We feel famous, we feel fast

Sunday driving in his pickup
Black and nasty, sleek and hotted-up
V8 engine, cruise control
You oughta see her with her four wheels rolling
Sunday morning can't come soon enough
Can't sleep in, I gotta get up
She's automatic, fantastic
You oughta see her with her four wheels rolling
Her four wheels rolling, yeah

We've got the whole town talking about us
It doesn't matter, we wanna be obvious
When we're Sunday driving

Sunday driving in his pickup
Black and nasty, sleek and hotted-up
V8 engine, cruise control
You oughta see her with her four wheels rolling

Sunday morning can't come soon enough
Can't sleep in, I gotta get up
She's automatic, she's fantastic
You oughta see her with her four wheels rolling, yeah

(Sunday driving in his pickup)
(Automatic, fantastic)
(Can't come soon enough)
(Sunday driving in his pickup)