Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Driver

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

There was me and my daddy and my mammy
And her sister's Granny and of her chums
And Auntie

In a of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot
By my "Don't blame me, I voted Tory" on the boot
Wi' my bunch of stickin' in ma radiator grille
And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and for tae kill

was me and my daddy and my daddy's mammy
And her sister's Granny and of her chums
And Peg

a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I've been
And my steering wheel is clad in simulated
Up front fae the drivin' mirror hangs a plastic
And in the a dog wi' eyes that flicker off and on!

There was me and my daddy and my mammy
And her Granny and four of her chums
And May

I always drive as though my was restin' on the brake
And I weave aboot the road just ye cannae overtake
I can get ye sae frustrated ye'll finish up in tears
And the of blarin' motor horns is music to my ears!

There was me and my daddy and my mammy
And her sister's and four of her chums
And Liz

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

There was me and my and my daddy's mammy
And her Granny and four of her chums
And Rose

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

There was me and my daddy and my daddy's
And her Granny and four of her chums
And Gertrude

was me and my daddy and my daddy's mammy
And her Granny and four of her chums
Yer too fast