1938 Chevy Coupe, Internal Perspective: Parking Brake Released

I was young, lost, stupid,
Didn’t know what I was doing wrong.
Just eat, sleep, feeling free,
Then I party all night long.
(Pre-)
But I will never get to worry
Bout the little things in life.
I knew I won the lottery,
Cause baby, can’t you see
Thinking about you as I sing this song
Cause when you’re right around
I can do no wrong
You’re never too sharp, never flat,
Girl, imagine that you always know how to bring me back.
When I get this wrong,
And make it alright when it’s all so wrong
You’re my autotune.
Now I’ve found my way, girl,
Ever since you came along.
As I listen to the radio,
Bumping to a catchy song.
You name all in the Grammi
And all the money in the world
Every time that I drive ask you girl
Consider to say this
Thinking about you as I sing this song
Cause when you’re right around
I can do no wrong
You’re never too sharp, never flat,
Girl, imagine that you always know how to bring me back.
When I get this wrong,
And make it alright when it’s all so wrong
You’re my autotune.
Thinking about you as I sing this song
Cause when you’re right around
I can do no wrong
You’re never too sharp, never flat,
Girl, imagine that you always know how to bring me back.
When I get this wrong,
And make it alright when it’s all so wrong
You’re my autotune.
Thinking about you as I sing this song
Cause when you’re right around
I can do no wrong
You’re never too sharp, never flat,
Girl, imagine that you always know how to bring me back.
When I get this wrong,
And make it alright when it’s all so wrong
You’re my autotune.