This is our fifth time
Not as good as the second, but fine
The first time I turned my head
The third time you were in my head
But the second was like fireworks in bed
I can’t tell my friends
That I sing about you going around bends
When you’re in my car – I’m Swazye
Footloose dancing, I’m blazing
Singing to 18 wheelers like I’m crazy
Even if I’d never met you
I’d know you like I’d known you since two
But since we just met
and the other boys haven’t caught you yet
You’re like my secret cigarette
Your radio roll stops the hole
The workday drain on my soul
Even though our love is shady
“Here’s-my-number-lady”
I think I’ll call you – maybe.