Steve McQueen
I've got dreams of being as cool as Steve McQueen
And James Dean smoking green, so what's that mean?
You timeless and you clean
It means you bow down and kiss the highness and her ring
It means you do not stress or make a mess of petty things
But if it comes to it, take the head up and me king
Know what I mean?
And travel is my hobby, you acid out on molly
See visions like I'm Dolly, so please don't try to call me
How'd you all make this clear? I'm not tryin' to hear
What you're kicking in my ear, I'm tryin' to breathe this air
I'm tryin' to be out here, 'cause I'm peakin' like a mountaintop
You bottom of the stairs, so how you fuckin' dare?
Are you okay, are you alright?
Space walker, real talk about life
Endless days, timeless nights
Space walker, real talk about life
Everybody livin' for that white linen Wednesday
Nothin' else to do, so we havin' sex that new
You say, "Fuck what them say", I say "What's the wind say?"
It says, "Please just go outside so you can get me some sense, ay"
On the beach with my queen, rockin' no pants
On the moon, watch it bloom, then we slow dance
Playin' Flume up in a car, it's a romance
We growin' old up in the country, maybe south of France, yeah
Are you okay, are you alright?
Space walker, real talk about life
Endless days, timeless nights
Space walker, real talk about life
Space walker, real talk about life
Space walker, real talk about life
And James Dean smoking green, so what's that mean?
You timeless and you clean
It means you bow down and kiss the highness and her ring
It means you do not stress or make a mess of petty things
But if it comes to it, take the head up and me king
Know what I mean?
And travel is my hobby, you acid out on molly
See visions like I'm Dolly, so please don't try to call me
How'd you all make this clear? I'm not tryin' to hear
What you're kicking in my ear, I'm tryin' to breathe this air
I'm tryin' to be out here, 'cause I'm peakin' like a mountaintop
You bottom of the stairs, so how you fuckin' dare?
Are you okay, are you alright?
Space walker, real talk about life
Endless days, timeless nights
Space walker, real talk about life
Everybody livin' for that white linen Wednesday
Nothin' else to do, so we havin' sex that new
You say, "Fuck what them say", I say "What's the wind say?"
It says, "Please just go outside so you can get me some sense, ay"
On the beach with my queen, rockin' no pants
On the moon, watch it bloom, then we slow dance
Playin' Flume up in a car, it's a romance
We growin' old up in the country, maybe south of France, yeah
Are you okay, are you alright?
Space walker, real talk about life
Endless days, timeless nights
Space walker, real talk about life
Space walker, real talk about life
Space walker, real talk about life
Credits
Writer(s): Sheryl Suzanne Crow, John Shanks
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