You, her You, her and me We, with the wheels Drive to the beach
With no sleep We're racing to beat The sun as it rides to the top Of the palm trees
Stay in the conversation While she's in the rear seat Maybe she's not listening to us The thoughts in her hands are distracting enough
White summer dresses Over our heads We can't see Are you coming or going?
She yodels at me Please stop the car I can't move my hands Or my feet
You take her Out to the street Bawling, she asks you What's happening to me?
I walk to a payphone Call for an ambulance Hate her like nobody KnowsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
