Lyrics

On our way to Santa Barbara, And I wish, and I wish The drive was longer, So I could steal more kisses from the passenger seat, Your hand on my neck and your [?] jeans, On our way to Santa Barbara But oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush, I know oh-oh oh-oh It's scary for the both us, But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart, Everything else is the cherry on top Oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush I know oh-oh oh-oh It's scary for the both us But oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart, Everything else is the cherry on top She loves Jesus, Jesus and [?] And those happen to be, Two things that I like Yeah, we turn on movies, but we don't watch them, Making out in public on the [?], Those happen to be Two things that I like But oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush I know oh-oh oh-oh It's scary for the both us But oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart, Everything else is the cherry on top Your chapstick lips, on mine yeah, I like that. Your ocean eyes, the tide, it pulls me right back. A.M. kisses when your makeup's missing. Mmh mmh The way your face radiates, yeah, yeah, I like that. Classic like an 88, call, call it a throwback. You look like heaven, In bed by 7. Mmh mmh Your chapstick lips, [?], I like that. Your ocean eyes, the tide, it pulls me right back. A.M. kisses when your makeup's missing. Mmh mmh The way your face radiates, yeah, I like that. Classic like an 88, call, call it a throwback. You look like heaven, In bed by 7. Ohh ohh ohh ohhh Oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush. (Ohh oh-oh-oh) I know oh-oh oh-oh It's scary for the both us. (Ohh oh-oh-oh) But oh oh-oh oh-oh, Think that we gotta rush, (think that we gotta rush) But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart, Everything else is the cherry on top. Cool.
Writer(s): Kyle Matthew Reynolds, Jordan Russell Olmos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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