American Graffiti

Nobody else but you
Back row leather seats made in '72
The American dream
Pretty feet in her shoes
She don’t care 'bout the scene
Give the BS the deuce
Hands in the air out the window, driving all night
Through the small towns, throwing bottles at the stoplights
Everything about her is ahead of its time
She a devil in a dress with a hell of a mind
I got no problems and no conscience
I got no qualms gettin' outta gotham
I got 3 hours until the sun come up
And forever wouldn’t feel like enough
And yeah, it feels like one of those nights
And we don’t gotta talk about it
Watching the city roll by
And you ain’t gotta explain nothing
We write American graffiti
Bonnie and Clyde we ride
Dipping like Houdini
Cross state lines
'Til we getting sleepy
American graffiti
We write American graffiti
Scratches on my back paint a picture
When you see me
Let the aux bleed
Put nostalgia on repeat
American graffiti
We build stories on dreams
Restless hearts get no sleep
Fingers crossed on boulevards
Until the morning
We build stories on dreams
Restless hearts get no sleep
Fingers crossed on boulevards
Until the morning
2 hands in the sky like
You wanna break the sky like
Smoke blowing bumpin' the Chi-lites
Don’t no one else got what I like
Wanna take you to the west coast
Bandana and some Prestos
Sense of humor from your mama girl
I wanna be the one to be the music
In your headphones
Bring you whiskey when you get cold
Bring you weed when you get low
We buzzed up on the roof
This love’s 100 proof
The type to never get old
And yeah, it feels like one of those nights
And we don’t gotta talk about it
Watching the city roll by
And you ain’t gotta explain nothing
We write American graffiti
Bonnie and Clyde we ride
Dipping like Houdini
Cross state lines
'Til we getting sleepy
American graffiti
We write American graffiti
Scratches on my back paint a picture
When you see me
Let the aux bleed
Put nostalgia on repeat
American graffiti
We build stories on dreams
Restless hearts get no sleep
Fingers crossed on boulevards
Until the morning
We build stories on dreams
Restless hearts get no sleep
Fingers crossed on boulevards
Until the morning