Sunday Rider Lyricby David Gates
Lyric:
Sunday Riders-ridin' Out Along The Highway
Sunday Gliders-glidin' Up Along The Skyway
Some Must Fly And Some Must Speed
To Satisfy The Human Need
Paper Dresses-wear Them Once And Throw
Away
Plastic Flowers-try To Smell Them Anyway
No Matter What The Future Brings
Nothin's Like The Real Things
Sunday Lovers-sneakin' In Forsaken Places
Under Covers-so's To Hide The Guilty Faces
Take My Wife And Take My Pay
But Don't Take My Sunday Lady From Me.
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