Lyrics

It was like a movie scene A cut out from a magazine We are not even real Nor are the things we think we feel Going back to 030 Fly for 20 hours or so Thousand miles apart in heart and soul Now the rub is burning Now the wheels are turning I won't care as long as you don't We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop I met you on the dance floor I was high and you were bored I asked you for a lighter And you thought, "Oh, I like her" Going back to 030 Back and forth but we go forth Nothing lasts forever, no You spent all our money Used to call me honey I know that you're sorry, ooh We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast We're dying for connection Hoping that we get some Some sort of reaction Maybe we just need attention? We go driving, we go driving We go driving in your black car We go driving, we go driving We go driving in your black car We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast We go driving in your black car Pick me up and love fast Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop yeah-heah Whoop
Writer(s): Jamie Hartman, Victor Radstrom, Miriam Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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