Hold my hand
As the clouds roll over our Suburban
And cars honk cause we're goin' slow
But just like them, we got nowhere important to go
Baby be my Sunday driver
Leave before the sun sets the hemisphere on fire
And hideaway in some truck stop diner
Pick a destination based on the front rack of flyers
Cause I got nowhere to be either
So baby be my Sunday driver
Turn right here
Take your hands off the wheel and let me steer
Just a lost girl and Peter Pan
Found a castle in the valley not in Neverland
Baby be my Sunday driver
Leave before the sun sets the hemisphere on fire
And hideaway in some truck stop diner
Pick a destination based on the front rack of flyers
Cause I got nowhere to be either
So baby be my Sunday driver
Weekday racers drive me crazy
I want 15 below, feel the wheels roll
Pace that's lazy
Baby be my Sunday driver
Leave before the sun sets the hemisphere on fire
And hideaway in some truck stop diner
Pick a destination based on the front rack of flyers
Cause I've got nowhere to be either
So baby be my Sunday
Baby be my Sunday
Baby be my Sunday driver