
Parking Lot
Gustavo Bustermann
Met you in the dark that day in the park
You asked me not to go slow
It was the first time I felt that
Then shit got real quick
Now we rollin' through the city
No destination, just the kick
Hoppin' on shopping carts
Rollin' that sticky
We are two reckless boys
But let's keep going, without lookin' back
Just feelin' what we started in that lot
Parking lot nights, we got that fire burnin'
Drivin' aimless, smoke fillin' up the ride
Ain't no plans, just us gettin' hard
Wild boys, makin' the streets come alive
Fuck the rules, we stayin' up till dawn
We keep ridin' on fuckin', yeah
Cruisin' past the clubs
While you grab my thigh
Whisperin' dirty shit
Got me feelin' high
Stop for gas, but we stay in the car
Suddenly, our mouths were locked tight
Your hand is creepin' past my jeans
Talkin' 'bout nothin'
Laughin' way too loud
The police pass by
We duck and keep low
I just want your ass and the rush
Buildin' this chaos, plantin' every seed
Parking lot nights, we got that fire burnin'
Drivin' aimless, smoke fillin' up the ride
Ain't no plans, just us gettin' hard
Wild boys, makin' the streets feel live
Fuck the rules, we stayin' up till dawn
We keep ridin' and fuckin', yeah




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