Drop Top

She's going to Coachella with feathers in her hair

She got a past and a dream catcher in her rear-view mirror (woah)

Oh, the band on her shirt, she coming home at nine

She doesn't even know right now where she's gonna stay tonight

She gon' stay tonight (woah)

She's on mission, you can see

She's just gotta be free

Red lips on a refugee

Saturday night, feeling alright

Show him what he lost with my jeans skin tight

Stars coming out, the music up loud

Saturday night, feeling alright

Shades on, dancing with my hands up high

Stars coming out, the music up loud

She loves driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

Driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

Her palm trees fading like a summer fling

The crystals on the dash, everybody singing "The Shape of You," mmm (woah)

Yeah, everybody's going quiet on the passenger side

And Matt is in the back, just a little too high

Looking like a teenage dream

Red lips on a refugee

Saturday night, feeling alright

Show him what he lost with my jeans skin tight

Stars coming out, the music up loud

Saturday night, feeling alright

Shades on, dancing with my hands up high

Stars coming out, the music up loud

She loves driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

Yeah, driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

Everybody sing

Mmm, mmm

Oh

Driving with her drop top

Saturday night, feeling alright

Show him what he lost with my jeans skin tight (hey)

Stars coming out, the music up loud

Saturday night, feeling alright (I'm feeling alright)

Shades on, dancing with my hands up high (with my hands up high)

Stars coming out, the music up loud

She loves driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

Driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

Oh, driving with her drop top down

Mmm, mmm

She's always driving with her drop top down mm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm