

(grrr) Black leather on the dashboard
Heavy heat in the air
You don't say much of anything
But I know you're already there
I feel the engine purr (oh
yeah) It's a beautiful blur
Give me that heavy throb
Let the bassline slide
Give me that heavy throb
Nowhere left to hide
(gimme that rhythm)
Fingers tracing the layout
Of the dreams that we keep
We got the window rolled halfway down
While the city's asleep
I feel the engine purr (oh
yeah)
It's a beautiful blur
Give me that heavy throb
Let the bassline slide
Give me that heavy throb
Nowhere left to hide
(gimme that rhythm)
Just ride that throb (ohhhh)