It was like a movie scene
A cut out from a magazine
We are not even real
Nor are the things
we think we feel
Going back to oh-three-oh
Fly for 20 hours or so
Thousand miles apart
in heart and soul
Now the rubber's burning
Now the wheels are turning
I won't care as
long as you don't
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah ooh
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
I met you on
the dance floor
I was high and
you were bored
I asked you for a lighter
and you thought
oh I like her
Going back to oh-three-oh
Back and forth
but we both know
nothing lasts forever no
You spent all our money
Used to call me honey
I know that you're sorry oh
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We're dying
for connection
Hoping that
we'll get some
Some sort of reaction
Maybe we just
need attention
We go driving
We go driving
We go driving
in your black car
We go driving
We go driving
We go driving
in your black car
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving
in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah ooh
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh yeah
Ooh ooh ooh