A glimpse of the street lights
The Technicolor rushing past
Oh, they're rushing past
Seductive and tempting
Catching feelings way too fast
Oh, it's way too fast
He whispered in my ear
My love for you is like a truck
He pressed his body near
Would you like some making f*ck
Baby, give me all you got
My love for you is like a rock
Give me all you got
Jump up, turn around
Baby, wrap your arms around me
In my drop-top 84
In my drop-top 84
Jump up, turn around
Baby, wrap your arms around me
In my drop-top 84
In my drop-top 84
Arms making air waves
As quick as the airplanes
The brain wants to misbehave
Again
This may sound depraved, boy
I don't wanna be coy
We can be this now and then
You tug on my heartstrings
Allow me to part things
We can't be more than friends
We can't be more than friends
We can't be more than friends
Jump up, turn around
Baby, wrap your arms around me
In my drop-top 84
In my drop-top 84
Jump up, turn around
Baby, wrap your arms around me
In my drop-top 84
In my drop-top 84
Jump up, turn around
Baby, wrap your arms around me
In my drop-top 84
Jump up, turn around
Baby, wrap your legs around me
In my drop-top 84
In my drop-top 84