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Hey all you cool brothas and fly sistas This is the Dean Machine, with my team, on the F to the M This one goes out to anyone who's ever had a little high school romance ya dig? I see the moon bounce off your eyes I hear the sound through the radio A double feature what a nice surprise, ample time to get us in the zone The only thing here to separate us The climax and console that entertains us Indication that's all I wanna know I'm amped up geared ready to go I see your hair glisten through the moonlight It's getting hotter and I'm thinking that we just might Hot and heavy I'm talking really steamy Next thing I know I'm begging baby don't leave me now Ooh those nights at the drive in With the harlequins cryin' Oh I'm not talking bout the drive in I'm talking bout the wind in your hair With fates wicked timing declining the thoughts in my mind And the beat in my heart But back to the drive in Crusin' now yeah we're havin' a ball Dim lights and still I gotta getcha True 10 I wished I would've called Then it'd be you who'd be wearin' my sweater Back then I wish I woulda done it You'd be my girl no better yet my woman Indication that's all I wanna know I'm amped up geared ready to go I see your hair glisten through the moonlight It's getting hotter and I'm thinking that we just might Hot and heavy I'm talking really steamy Next thing I know I'm begging baby don't leave me now Ooh those nights at the drive in With the harlequins cryin' Oh I'm not talking bout the drive in I'm talking bout the wind in your hair With fates wicked timing declining the thoughts in my mind And the beat in my heart But Back to the drive in Baby Baby, I remember those days in September With you with your cashmere sweater on And you kept on singing that same old song, And you said you didn't want me no more And I said shut the front door And all I could really say All I could really say. . |