rolling down the road with my big fat buick
sun is in my eyes through my dark sun G’s
need to make a break but i don’t know how to do it
come on pretty mama take a spin with me

i don’t know ‘bout but i feel like started
start to find a way getting through to you
fix me up again for the good old habit
‘cuz i just need a hand to bring me in the mood

a heroic thing to do, spend some time alone in a room
not about the time that has been spilled, not about the loss that is refilled
not about the day you tried to cut my wrist, i know you could not resist
to plug a knife into my back and then just leave me for dead

i feel like going sixty, but its only twenty
need a second chance not to say it again
with every word you speak you bring your lips a little closer
just like in fake movies with fake love and fake romance

i think maybe i’ll drop you off at the next gas station
‘cuz i’m a little nervous now you shake from top to toe
but when we started having provoking conversations
everything is cool it’s under control

a heroic thing to do, spend some time alone in a room
not about the time that has been spilled, not about the loss that is refilled
not about the day you tried to cut my wrist, i know you could not resist
to plug a knife into my back and then just leave me for dead

rolling down the road with my big fat buick
sun is in my eyes through my dark sun g’s
need to make a break but i don’t know how to do it
come on pretty mama take a spin with me