I’m wearing dad’s jacket
From nineteen eighty eight
But it is two thousand and six
Life is cool when I light a cigarette
Blast music
Roll down the windows
A minute from zero to a hundred
We’re pumped up now
The boys send me money
I can’t afford it
Gas is so expensive now
As long as we believe we’re something
You can’t drive with us
drive with us
drive with us
drive with us
you can’t
drive with us
drive with us
drive with us
you can’t
drive with us
drive with us
The lights, they flicker so pretty
Out in the middle of the night with the boys
That’s late
We’re driving there, it’s a party
Fucking with disco
Fucking so easy
The boys break as much as they want
I’m totally zen, I never get angry
Everyone wants to be shotgun
Tell you to shut up
I am the boss
As long as we believe we’re something
You can’t drive with us
drive with us
drive with us
drive with us
You can’t
drive with us
drive with us
drive with us
You can’t
drive with us
drive with us