Driving Weather

It was one-oh-five degrees Fahrenheit (ah-ah-ah) In your skin-tight shirt, you had me mesmerized (ah-ah-ah) Your hair was bleached in the sun You had smoke in your lungs And my name on your tongue I like the way that it rolls off, baby You were taking your time down the 405 And you Called it driving weather, ah-ah-ah We were driving together, ah-ah-ah Both feet on the dash Headed for the crash Now it's nice to remember, ah-ah-ah The driving weather What a picture-perfect kind of memory (ah-ah-ah) Looking right at you from the passenger seat (ah-ah-ah) You had one hand on the wheel And we were passing the pier I was all out of fear 'Cause you showed me what love is, baby Laying in your arms, swear it was meant to be When you Called it driving weather, ah-ah-ah We were driving together, ah-ah-ah Both feet on the dash Headed for the crash Now it's nice to remember, ah-ah-ah The driving weather Called it driving weather, ah-ah-ah We were driving together, ah-ah-ah Both feet on the dash Headed for the crash Now it's nice to remember, ah-ah-ah The driving weather Driving weather The driving weather (ah-ah-ah) The driving weather Driving weather The driving weather (ah-ah-ah) The driving weather