You're like track eight

On my favorite record

Nobody knows your name

But I would die for you

You're like a date

And nobody paid for

You walk out the door with the check in your pocket

But you just forgot it

Just trying to figure you out with

Every word that comes out of your mouth

Mouth mouth

Ooh I drive over the limit with my eyes on you

I drive over the limit with my mind on you

Why you always getting in the back seat

Get up in the front

I'm not a taxi oh no

I drive over the limit with my eyes on you

I drive over the limit with my mind on you

Why you always getting in the back seat

Get up in the front

I'm not a taxi oh no no

Can you talk

A little louder

I can't hear a word that you're saying

I'm trying to make conversation without looking at you

Just trying to figure you out

With everything word that comes out of your mouth

Mouth mouth

Ooh I drive over the limit with my eyes on you

I drive over the limit with my mind on you

Why you always getting in the back seat

Get up in the front

I'm not a taxi oh no

I drive over the limit with my eyes on you

I drive over the limit with my mind on you

Why you always getting in the back seat

Get up in the front

I'm not a taxi oh no no

I don't stop looking at looking at you

I don't stop looking at looking at you

Let me wipe the sugar from your lips

I don't understand

You're talking sweet like this

I don't stop looking at looking at you

I don't stop looking at looking at you

Let me wipe the sugar from your lips

I don't understand

You're talking sweet like this

I drive over the limit with my eyes on you

I drive over the limit with my mind on you

Why you always getting in the back seat

Get up in the front

I'm not a taxi oh no

I drive over the limit with my eyes on you

I drive over the limit with my mind on you

Why you always getting in the back seat

Get up in the front

I'm not a taxi oh no no