You picked me up in your corvette
Although I wasn't ready yet
I loved the leather on my buns
My god we are the lucky ones
But there's nothing but real
Though I swear I can feel
The engine revving so loud
I'm just waiting here
Here on the corner here
For our corvette that never comes, a-oo
We cruised for years in that corvette
Been speeding since the day we met
Ripped leather gloves point toward the sun
Always escaping from the dawn
But there's nothing but real
Though I swear I can feel
The engine revving so loud
I'm just waiting here
Here on the corner here
For our corvette that never comes
I'm just waiting here
Here on the corner here
For our corvette that never comes