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She pull up slow
Purple cup in her hand
Eyes low
Chrome grill flash in the glow
Lip ring
Leather coat
Yeah I know

Tattoo peeking when she lean my way
Cherry smoke mixing with my valet
She say “ride?” in that gravel tone
Heart in the trunk
But I still go

Midnight drift
She got me sliding
Passenger seat
My pulse is sirens
Dark glass
All our sins hiding
She a bad girl
Bad girl
I’m abiding
Midnight drift
Two girls colliding
Hand on my thigh
That slow confiding
Whole world fade
We just subsiding
In this midnight drift
I’m not fighting

Bass shake bones
My head on her neck
Lip gloss smear
She don’t even check
Laugh a little crooked
Bite my ear
Say “your girl know you with me here?”

Paint on my nails match her dash light
Black and red dripping down the night
Her grip on the wheel
Then back to me
I’m lost in a car that’ll never leave

She say “promise you won’t run”
I say “baby
I don’t chase anyone”
But her tongue trace slow on my thumb
Now my tough talk come undone

Two girls / one seat / one spell
If this ride go straight to hell
I’ll still slide
I’ll still rebel
With her name on my mouth like caramel

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