That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it? Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it Now I'm driving 'round on the boulevard trunk bleeding And every time the cops pull me over they never see them They never see them And I've got this red dress on, roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral, five more miles till the road runs out
I'm about to drive in the ocean Imma about to swim from something bigger than me Take off my shoes and swim good, and swim good Take off this suit and swim good, and swim good
Got some pretty good beats on this 808 Cd, yeah Memory seats I'm sitting on stay heated I would've put tints on my windows but what's the difference I feel like a ghost no Swayze, ever since I lost my baby I've had this red dress on, roaming around Like I'm ready for a funeral, one more mile till the road runs out
I'm about to drive in the ocean Imma about to swim from something bigger than me Take off my shoes and swim good, and swim good Take off my shoes and swim good, and swim good
I'm going off (Oh, my pretty love) Don't try stopping me I'm going off Don't try saving me (Look in it hard) No flares (Look in my heart) No vest (In sake of my love) No fear Waves are washing me
I'm about to drive in the ocean Imma about to swim from something bigger than me Take off my shoes and swim good, and swim good Take off this suit and swim good, and swim good Oh, my pretty love Oh, my pretty love Swim good Swim good Swim good Swim good Swim good
Compositores: Christopher Francis Ocean, Waynne Nugent, Cooper Sebastian, Kevin Risto