(Verse)
One Two Three Baby Don't think twice
Just like that you gotta brand new life
Hop in this [bad word] and run through the red lights

Yeah where you wanna go baby name the town
We can go up north or head down south
Roll down the windows with the radios loud [bad word] on turn it up, yeah
Start living your life
On the double leave your troubles behind
You knew we're gonna be alright
 [bad word] 
You could be a black bird
On the country street
Hiding from the world from a broken wing
But you better believe you gonna fly with me

You could be a songbird from the New Orleans

Scared of the rain just cuz you're scared to sing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me

(Verse)
Well, here we are baby in the back of my van
Suns going down skies turning red [bad word] out
Baby look at you now

God know how long but its been a while
Since I heard you laugh and I'd seen that smile
Fill that kiss and I can get use to this

Baby I could get use to this
 [bad word] 

You gonna fly x 2