Call, response, syncopate the prose
Fuck the highs because I live for the lows
Four by four with activated riff
It’s good in my car so it must be a hit

I know where the heart is
Well, I know where the heart is

Giant drinks, the waitress indisposed
Ski that jump on the tip of her nose
Forget it, songs are written but never with a pen
The words will follow but you never know when

I know where the start is
Well, I know where the start is