Delorean

Oh, I ain't heard this song in a minute I forget who sings it but I remember turning it up Showing you how my bass could shake the rearview 'Member you chewed ice breakers next to me at church Smelling like bath and body works In that dress with that texture I love to touch so much Baby, all that stuff does me like a Delorean Puts me in the backseat of your accord again Losing your shirt on the floorboard again Like good Lord again (good Lord) Green numbers on the clock and the dash tick-tock says 4 AM Yeah, you're daddy's gonna hate me even more again Girl, it's crazy (so crazy, girl) Ain't no telling what's gon' take me back to our love's origin (origin) Just like that Delorean Anything Bone Thugs in the speakers (Bone Thugs) Anything airbrushed on the t-shirt (airbrushed) Little rum on the back of a French kiss (little rum on the back) Little hit of some Herbal Essences (Herbal Essences) I don't wanna go back to the future I just wanna cruise girl, in a (cruise with you, girl) And a Delorean Puts me in the backseat of your accord again Losing your shirt on the floorboard again Like good Lord again (good Lord) Green numbers on the clock and the dash tick-tock says 4 AM Yeah, you're daddy's gonna hate me even more again Girl, it's crazy (so crazy, girl) Ain't no telling what's gon' take me back to our love's origin (origin) Just like that Delorean Uh, can't tell me there ain't no such thing (can't tell me) As a time machine (you can't tell me) Can't tell me there ain't no such thing (Can't tell me there ain't no such thing as a time machine) Can't tell me there ain't no such thing as a time machine (can't tell me) Can't tell me there ain't no such thing I just wanna ride in that Delorean Puts me in the backseat of your accord again Losing your shirt on the floorboard again Like good Lord again (good Lord) Green numbers on the clock and the dash tick-tock says 4 AM Yeah, you're daddy's gonna hate me even more again Girl, it's crazy (so crazy, girl) Ain't no telling what's gon' take me back to our love's origin (origin) Just like that Delorean Ain't no telling what's gon' take me back Ain't no telling what's gon' take me back to our love's origin Baby, all that stuff does me like a Delorean