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