Low Key

I've had a heck of a last several years And I'm patiently waiting my turn I move so fast that some folks say that I'll never learn But, this crazy lifestyle is so hard to handle I'm aching to make something change It's time to throw in the towel and maybe call it a game I need to make it low key Sweet southern air blowing and sweet tea My baby beside me And a flower to put in her hair That sun sinking so slowly You forget there's a such thing As running with no time to spare In low key, it's high time I find myself there Hey, I've been standing too still To be spinning my wheels So, I took the next several days off What say we jump in the car and just Get ourselves lost Now, I've got the keys to my brothers old Fairlane And finally, it's running good It's no Winnebago, but baby, we can sleep on the hood And get a little low key Sweet southern air blowing them shade trees My baby beside me And a flower to put in her hair That sun sinking so slowly You forget there's a such thing As running with no time to spare In low key, it's high time I find myself there Low key, throw it in park Play some Whitley 'Miami, My Amy' Snuggle back in the passenger chair That sun sinking so slowly You forget there's a such thing As running with no time to spare In low key, it's high time I find myself there Hey, in low key It's high time I find myself there