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