On our way to
Santa Barbara,
And I wish, and I wish
The drive was longer,
So I could steal more kisses from the passenger seat,
Your hand on my neck and your [?] jeans,
On our way to Santa Barbara
But oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush,
I know oh-oh oh-oh
It's scary for the both us,
But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart,
Everything else is the cherry on top
Oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush
I know oh-oh oh-oh
It's scary for the both us
But oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush
But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart,
Everything else is the cherry on top
She loves Jesus,
Jesus and [?]
And those happen to be,
Two things that I like
Yeah, we turn on movies, but we don't watch them,
Making out in public on the [?],
Those happen to be
Two things that I like
But oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush
I know oh-oh oh-oh
It's scary for the both us
But oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush
But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart,
Everything else is the cherry on top
Your chapstick lips, on mine yeah, I like that.
Your ocean eyes, the tide, it pulls me right back.
A.M. kisses when your makeup's missing. Mmh mmh
The way your face radiates, yeah, yeah, I like that.
Classic like an 88, call, call it a throwback.
You look like heaven,
In bed by 7. Mmh mmh
Your chapstick lips, [?], I like that.
Your ocean eyes, the tide, it pulls me right back.
A.M. kisses when your makeup's missing. Mmh mmh
The way your face radiates, yeah, I like that.
Classic like an 88, call, call it a throwback.
You look like heaven,
In bed by 7.
Ohh ohh ohh ohhh
Oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush. (Ohh oh-oh-oh)
I know oh-oh oh-oh
It's scary for the both us. (Ohh oh-oh-oh)
But oh oh-oh oh-oh,
Think that we gotta rush, (think that we gotta rush)
But one thing I know: I'm in love with your heart,
Everything else is the cherry on top.
Cool.
