Driving home, Thursday night just praying for the weekend
She pulls up, red light, dressed in her black Mercedes
I'd be damned if I didn't notice
The one for me was jammin' out to '72
Way too smooth
What's that soul that I hear to my left
My weary mind's found the only exception to the lifeless
And she is priceless
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
Windows down, eyes wide open to my imagination
Is there still time to make her mine? And, Where might she be going?
I'm uncomfortable about it, the way the girl, the song, her smile, make me feel
This isn't real
Got me singing under my breath
"I come up hard" girl how did you get that taste in music
You got me lucid
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic, and the plastic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
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Driving home, Thursday night just praying for the weekend
She pulls up, red light, dressed in her black Mercedes
I'd be damned if I didn't notice
The one for me was jammin' out to '72
Way too smooth
What's that soul that I hear to my left
My weary mind's found the only exception to the lifeless
And she is priceless
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
Windows down, eyes wide open to my imagination
Is there still time to make her mine? And, Where might she be going?
I'm uncomfortable about it, the way the girl, the song, her smile, make me feel
This isn't real
Got me singing under my breath
"I come up hard" girl how did you get that taste in music
You got me lucid
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic, and the plastic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
She pulls up, red light, dressed in her black Mercedes
I'd be damned if I didn't notice
The one for me was jammin' out to '72
Way too smooth
What's that soul that I hear to my left
My weary mind's found the only exception to the lifeless
And she is priceless
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
Windows down, eyes wide open to my imagination
Is there still time to make her mine? And, Where might she be going?
I'm uncomfortable about it, the way the girl, the song, her smile, make me feel
This isn't real
Got me singing under my breath
"I come up hard" girl how did you get that taste in music
You got me lucid
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
She's got that beauty thing locked down, it's just a chemical reaction
She's got that Marvin way up loud, Troubleman at eleven
She's got that thing that I like, rhythm that cuts through all the traffic, and the plastic
She's got her stereo up loud, just blastin' the classics
And I hope this red light never goes out
Writer: Connor Shaw
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