We’ll be ridin’ ’round drop-top when it gets hot
Doin’ donuts in an empty lot like “Woah”
I’ll give you the finer things
Suddenly there’s nothing worth comparin’ to your soul
Where do we go? Where do we stand?
In between a quick romance, somethin’ that’ll last long
Where do we go? Will you take my hand?
Meet me for a final dance, somethin’ like a last call