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Sports Car Lyrics by Tate McRae Tate McRae
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Illegal
Hey, cute jeans
Take mine off me
Golly gee
I can't take no more, I'm going weak in my knees
Where'd you put those keys?
We can share one seat
We can share one seat
In the alley, in the back
In the center of this room
With the windows rolled down
Boy, don't make me choose
In the alley, in the back
In the center of this room
With the windows rolled down
Boy, don't make me choose
I think you know what this is
I think you wanna
No, you ain't got no Mrs.
But you got a sports car
We can in it
While you drive it real far
Yeah, you know what this is
Yeah, you know what this is
Pretty blue streetlights
And my hazel eyes
And if it feels right
We could go again like three, four times
So my type
Got butterflies
So good it hurts
Thinking 'bout what we did before this verse
On the corner of my bed
And maybe on the beach
You could do it on your own
While you're lookin' at me
I think you know what this is
I think you wanna
No, you ain't got no Mrs.
But you got a sports car
We can in it
While you drive it real far
Yeah, you know what this is
Yeah, you know what this is
I think you know what this is
I think you wanna
No, you ain't got no Mrs.
But you got a sports car
We can in it
While you drive it real far
Yeah, you know what this is
Yeah, you know what this is
My guy
You don't wanna waste my time
Let's go ride
Let's go ride
My guy
You don't wanna waste my time
Let's go ride
Let's go ride
I think you wanna, wanna
But you got a sports car
While you drive it real far
Yeah, you know what this is
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