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Phoebe Ryan - In His Car Lyrics




Far from the ride of luxury
It's a hard ride passing
Engine old as '83, but it's so fantastic
No fast, no gas, just him and I
A Virgo chauffeured by a Gemini
Empty bottles, fallen fries
Steady MPH to paradise

We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom

Rusty old pink job, gray and green
Think I just broke the handle
Put put pimp and we overheat
Guess I'm still his damsel
No flash, no cash, just him and I
The struggle's real, we just skating by
No window, just wind and flies
Steady MPH to paradise

We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom

We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom
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Far from the ride of luxury
It's a hard ride passing
Engine old as '83, but it's so fantastic
No fast, no gas, just him and I
A Virgo chauffeured by a Gemini
Empty bottles, fallen fries
Steady MPH to paradise

We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom

Rusty old pink job, gray and green
Think I just broke the handle
Put put pimp and we overheat
Guess I'm still his damsel
No flash, no cash, just him and I
The struggle's real, we just skating by
No window, just wind and flies
Steady MPH to paradise

We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom

We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
We can go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom

In his car, backseat making memories
In his car, break that stereo up for me
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Like bom bom bom bom bom bom bom boom
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Writer: Phoebe Holiday Ryan
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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