James Dean
I can imagine when I sit at the backside of your car
Driving beneath the twilight singing the music that you like
And last night I knew what to say to you
You weren't there to hear so I made this clear
Hoping one day you'd tell, It's gonna be okay
Cus I'm too shy to say
I like your eyes
That lips you're biting when we talk
You got that black skinny jeans
You're never out of style
I'm not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
One in a million you are hoping that I was just your type
Make me your mama's sweetheart, my reputation's on the line
And last time I knew what she said to you
"You're boyfriend's a prick" and he acts like a kid
Hoping one day you'd tell, It's gonna be okay
Cause I'm too shy to say
I like your eyes
That lips you're biting when we talk
You got that black skinny jeans
You're never out of style
I'm not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
I can imagine when I sit at the backside of your car
I like your eyes
That lips you're biting when we talk
You got that black skinny jeans
You're never out of style
I'm not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
All of the times I wish, your body next to mine
You got that freckles on your cheeks
I'm falling every time
Im not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
Driving beneath the twilight singing the music that you like
And last night I knew what to say to you
You weren't there to hear so I made this clear
Hoping one day you'd tell, It's gonna be okay
Cus I'm too shy to say
I like your eyes
That lips you're biting when we talk
You got that black skinny jeans
You're never out of style
I'm not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
One in a million you are hoping that I was just your type
Make me your mama's sweetheart, my reputation's on the line
And last time I knew what she said to you
"You're boyfriend's a prick" and he acts like a kid
Hoping one day you'd tell, It's gonna be okay
Cause I'm too shy to say
I like your eyes
That lips you're biting when we talk
You got that black skinny jeans
You're never out of style
I'm not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
I can imagine when I sit at the backside of your car
I like your eyes
That lips you're biting when we talk
You got that black skinny jeans
You're never out of style
I'm not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
All of the times I wish, your body next to mine
You got that freckles on your cheeks
I'm falling every time
Im not that James Dean daydream
That you seem to like
But don't go
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