Peugeot
Heyo
Dream state, in a yellow Peugeot
In the front seat on this fire road
Got me in deep like Cousteau, but
You are not alone
Can't be alone with it, too involved
Stuck in between like two ferns
Outta my league, you're Jules Verne
Correctamundo, less is mucho
Jules Winnfield, and my eyes have just opened
Vincent Vegas catch the plumo
Mess with the wrong one, dead as a funeral
Nonetheless, you've got my numero
24k when you catch that lumonosity
Look like Frida's fruit bowl
Full of sucrose
Bulletproof, though
The fact you want me drives me
Crazy
What I can't have is my temptation
Refraction off your skin, I'm
Faded
No full eclipse could block your radiance
You're the sunshine
On my spotless mind
Can't block you out, though I try
Saw another life in your eyes
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
But that don't matter, what?
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
Shit
Heyo
Dream state, in a yellow Peugeot
In the front seat on this fire road
She got me in deep like Cousteau, but
No go
Back in high school, you were never my type
If I knew you back then, you would never look twice
Only fans in your life, you don't really got ties
I happen to stay
Know that would be a mistake
Tell me just jump in that lake
We got no time to waste
But I can't touch that waist
Know somebody's heart gonna break
To live and die up in LA by your hand
That's not my fate
Wait
The fact you want me drives me
Crazy
What I can't have is my temptation
Refraction off your skin, I'm
Faded
No full eclipse could block your radiance
You're the sunshine
On my spotless mind
Can't block you out, though I try
Saw another life in your eyes
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
But that don't matter, what?
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
No, there's no you and me, let's go
And maybe someday
You and I find a way
But, for now, I think it's the end
Can't be friends
I look in your face
And your eyes keep on saying
You're ready for me, but
I got someone I depend on
Can't be yours
Dream state, in a yellow Peugeot
In the front seat on this fire road
Got me in deep like Cousteau, but
You are not alone
Can't be alone with it, too involved
Stuck in between like two ferns
Outta my league, you're Jules Verne
Correctamundo, less is mucho
Jules Winnfield, and my eyes have just opened
Vincent Vegas catch the plumo
Mess with the wrong one, dead as a funeral
Nonetheless, you've got my numero
24k when you catch that lumonosity
Look like Frida's fruit bowl
Full of sucrose
Bulletproof, though
The fact you want me drives me
Crazy
What I can't have is my temptation
Refraction off your skin, I'm
Faded
No full eclipse could block your radiance
You're the sunshine
On my spotless mind
Can't block you out, though I try
Saw another life in your eyes
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
But that don't matter, what?
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
Shit
Heyo
Dream state, in a yellow Peugeot
In the front seat on this fire road
She got me in deep like Cousteau, but
No go
Back in high school, you were never my type
If I knew you back then, you would never look twice
Only fans in your life, you don't really got ties
I happen to stay
Know that would be a mistake
Tell me just jump in that lake
We got no time to waste
But I can't touch that waist
Know somebody's heart gonna break
To live and die up in LA by your hand
That's not my fate
Wait
The fact you want me drives me
Crazy
What I can't have is my temptation
Refraction off your skin, I'm
Faded
No full eclipse could block your radiance
You're the sunshine
On my spotless mind
Can't block you out, though I try
Saw another life in your eyes
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
But that don't matter, what?
Why you lookin' like that?
Aww, don't do me like that!
Could have it
No, there's no you and me, let's go
And maybe someday
You and I find a way
But, for now, I think it's the end
Can't be friends
I look in your face
And your eyes keep on saying
You're ready for me, but
I got someone I depend on
Can't be yours
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Writer(s): Samuel Kerr Jackson
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