Life could be so simple

If we had simple minds

Your body is a temple

Your voice is like a shrine

[Hook]
Motorcycle riding, going 80 in a 20
All my relatives are worried
They think I fucked myself up for life

And my bitch keep complaining
She think I don’t care about her
'Cause I told her she can go out every night
And do whatever she likes
(she likes)

I woke up in New York
Don't know where I'll sleep tomorrow
Gave me all the clothes you borrowed
Shut thе door and told me have a good life

Prеss the gas a little harder
Stay awake a little longer
2 AM, it’s not a problem
I’ll meet you outside

[Bridge]
That week in February

Felt like years in paradise

The things you did just scared me

I’m kinda terrified

[Hook]
Motorcycle riding, going 80 in a 20
All my relatives are worried
They think I fucked myself up for life

And my bitch keep complaining
She think I don’t care about her
'Cause I told her she can go out every night
And do whatever she likes

I woke up in New York
Don’t know where I’ll sleep tomorrow
Gave me all the clothes you borrowed
Shut the door and told me have a good life

Press the gas a little harder
Stay awake a little longer
2 AM, it’s not a problem
I’ll meet you outside