Drop Top

She's goin' to Coachella
With feathers in her hair
She's got the past
And a dream catcher in her rearview mirror
And the band on her shirt
Is comin' on at 9
She doesn't even know right now
Where she's gonna stay tonight
She's gonna stay tonight
She's on a mission
You can see she's just gotta be free
Red lips on a refugee

Chorus:
Saturday night
Feelin' alright
Show him what he lost
In my jeans skin tight
Stars comin' out
The music up loud
Saturday night
Feelin' alright
Shades on dancing
With my hands up high
Stars comin' out
The music up loud
She loves driving with her drop top down
Yeah, driving with her drop top down

Palm trees fading like a summer fling
Crystals on the dash
Everybody singin' "The Shape Of You"
Becky's gone quiet
On the passenger side
And Maddie's in the back just a little too high
Looking like a teenage dream
Red lips on a refugee
Repeat Chorus

Everybody sing...

Repeat Chorus

Driving with her drop top down
She's always driving with her drop top down