The Painted Road - White Jeep Lyrics

I still think about you every now and then
Six years ago when I met you through a friend
We smoked pot in the park and laughed in the heat
Soon after you became number one to me
Yeah you're just one of the coolest girls I ever did greet

And I would pick you up in my fancy white car
To Berkeley, San Francisco, a parking lot wherever we were
It didnt matter no it didn't matter to me at all
Cause you were something so much more ahhhh

We were two years apart but who really cared
We would uh get high in the back seat
And oh baby the leather would squeak
Through a veil of smoke you screamed
You yeah you were just so special to me

I wonder what kind of place you're in as of now
And where did your life go where are you hanging around?
And do I ever come across in your thoughts?
Or as times moving ahead am I long forgot?