Cruisin' FDR

I had Tchaikovsky on blast in my buddy's van
And I was driving just about as fast as one can
I was thinking of your touch, your vibe, your grain, your love
Like Mahler and Mozart, you tear me apart
I love playing my songs for you
And when the sun comes up there are a million things we can do

I'm cruising down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away

I lost my composure, composer or no
I'm really not in love when my eyes are closed
But you're always on my mind, I can't define the feeling
Your eyelashes kill me, the wind's in your hair
Can't look, I'll be off the road
Seeing you in the passenger seat makes my heart explode

I'm cruising down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away

I'm cruising down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away

I can't get enough of your love
Enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
Enough of your love

Oh I can't, can't, can't, can't
Can't get enough of your love
Oh I can't, can't, can't, can't
Can't get enough of your love

I'm cruising down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away

I'm cruising down FDR
I'm driving like a shooting star
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away
Let's go



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Goodman Oberhofer
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