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