What Seems To Be The Officer, Problem

This sound is so romantic (let's tear it up!)
Bring back the sound that we've been writing for

We're the long drive done in 30 minutes
We'll be back to base before you know it
Another time and day we're 30 seconds late,
The gates are on lockdown (turn up the stereo!)
One way the wheel's spinning (spin spin!)
The roof on the car is down
The hot breeze the sun is spitting it's rays down to the ground

We're sitting in the back seat of this ride
Sun pouring through the sun roof into our eyes
(And this will be our everything!)
Take your time, notice the city line change throughout our lifetime

As the sun sets down on the horizon, the street lights flood the night
Start the convoy we're still driving on along, bring on the daylight

(Here with our friends) we'll make this night last
(Until the bitter end!)

We're sitting in the back seat of this ride
Sun pouring through the sun roof into our eyes
(And this will be our everything!)
Take your time, notice the city line change throughout our lifetime

Put on the radio in tune, turn the volume up
We're sitting in the back seat of this ride
We'll sing along we're cruising down this road in the tune of our lives

We're sitting in the back seat of this ride
Sun pouring through the sun roof into our eyes
(And this will be our everything!)
Take your time, notice the city line change throughout our lifetime



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel James Thompson
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