Limousine

I ran from the city under pressure of the Sun. Nobody thinks it's falling apart. Nobody thinks it makes that much sense. Somebody cries, somebody sends. 'Cause I've got limousine. Yes, I've got limousine. Yes, I've limousine. Maybe you'll look at me. Pretentious woman looking at me. Try to imagine the sense that you bring. They are so nasty and play on the news. They are so glassy and think it's cool 'cause. 'Cause I've got limousine. Yes, I've got limousine. Yes, I've got limousine. So maybe you'll look at me. So I guess it's the truth. Watch stupid people talk about you. Just take a ride, just drive away. Left your thoughts on the dirty highway. 'Cause I've got limousine. Yes, I've got limousine. Yes, I've got limousine. So maybe you'll look me. So maybe you'll look at me. Watch, maybe you'll look at me.