& It Feels Like Love
I can see us on a Rolling Stone cover
Flippin' off the camera, touching each other
Like it's 1976 all over again (again, again)
I can see us going hard all summer
Trippin on passion, making us dumber
Like I'm 19 doing this shit all over again (again, again)
Runnin' through strawberry fields
Holding up my heels
When you hold me, baby, it's a dream
I don't know what's real
In the backseat of your Chevy teal
High as a ferris wheel
A-a-a-and it, and it, and it
And it feels like love
And it feels like love
And it, and it feels like love
And it feels like love
A-a-a-and it, and it takes me to another planet
Break a little piece of my heart now, Janis
I don't know if it's you or the uh
But I'm losing my mind, uh (mind, uh, mind, uh)
Going crazy, two loose cannons
It's kinda fucked up
And kinda romantic
I don't know if it's you or the uh
But it's changing my life (life, life)
Runnin' through strawberry fields
Holding up my heels
When you hold me, baby, it's a dream
I don't know what's real
In the backseat of your Chevy teal
High as a ferris wheel
A-a-a-and it, and it, and it
And it feels like love
And it feels like love
And it, and it feels like love
And it feels like love
And it, and it
Feels so psychedelic
Feels so psychedelic
Feels so psychedelic
Feels so psychedelic
Flippin' off the camera, touching each other
Like it's 1976 all over again (again, again)
I can see us going hard all summer
Trippin on passion, making us dumber
Like I'm 19 doing this shit all over again (again, again)
Runnin' through strawberry fields
Holding up my heels
When you hold me, baby, it's a dream
I don't know what's real
In the backseat of your Chevy teal
High as a ferris wheel
A-a-a-and it, and it, and it
And it feels like love
And it feels like love
And it, and it feels like love
And it feels like love
A-a-a-and it, and it takes me to another planet
Break a little piece of my heart now, Janis
I don't know if it's you or the uh
But I'm losing my mind, uh (mind, uh, mind, uh)
Going crazy, two loose cannons
It's kinda fucked up
And kinda romantic
I don't know if it's you or the uh
But it's changing my life (life, life)
Runnin' through strawberry fields
Holding up my heels
When you hold me, baby, it's a dream
I don't know what's real
In the backseat of your Chevy teal
High as a ferris wheel
A-a-a-and it, and it, and it
And it feels like love
And it feels like love
And it, and it feels like love
And it feels like love
And it, and it
Feels so psychedelic
Feels so psychedelic
Feels so psychedelic
Feels so psychedelic
Credits
Writer(s): Sabrina Louise Bernstein, Benjamin Mark Reiner, Eric Leva
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