Sammy Arriaga - Chevy Bel Air

Shotgun ridin' queen of the island
Got me in the palm of your hands
Temperature rising, fire in your eyes and
Dancing in your Coppertone tan

Yeah, you're making Havana feel like I'm in heaven
Looking at you here I see triple sevens
Didn't take long to make you my obsession
Tell me where you wanna go, oh

Baby I've got it in drive
You've got your hands in the air
Taking this love for a ride
Feels like we're going somewhere
Lost in the heat of the night
Ocean breeze pulling your hair
Baby we feel so alive
In this old Chevy Bel Air

Sunrise racing, coastline chasing
Radio all the way to ten, oh I can almost taste it
Classic in the making, drowning in adrenaline

Yeah, you're making Havana feel like I'm in heaven
Looking at you here I see triple sevens
Didn't take long to make you my obsession
Hard to keep my eyes on the road

Baby I've got it in drive
You've got your hands in the air
Taking this love for a ride
Feels like we're going somewhere
Lost in the heat of the night
Ocean breeze pulling your hair
Baby we feel so alive
In this old Chevy Bel Air

Moving so fast tonight
Feels like we're stuck in time, yeah

Baby I've got it in drive
You've got your hands in the air (to the sky girl)
Taking this love for a ride (that's right girl)
Feels like we're going somewhere
Lost in the heat of the night
Ocean breeze pulling your hair
Baby we feel so alive
In this old Chevy Bel Air
Yeah, Chevy Bel Air
Yeah, Chevy Bel Air

Written by:
Emily Earle, Sammy Arriaga, Tom Whall

Publisher:
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