The problem with the words that I wrote
Is they do not describe this oh no
even if my hands don't come close
I will never leave you I won't
And it goes like
And it feels like
And it goes like
And it feels like
Is this a crime of passion
We have no inhibitions
And it goes like
And it feels like
And it goes like
And it feels like
Could you just take a drive with me
Go fast so I don't feel a thing
When the sun's down
Let's get no sleep
Hope there's no place you have to be
And it goes like
And it feels like
And it goes like
And it feels like
Can we just
Drive
Can we just
Drive
Can we just
Drive
Can we just
Drive
