starry-eyedCome on a trip with me let me take you inside a minute,
There's room enough for two but your more than welcome to ride with us,
Forget the leather inside just remember to wind down your window,
I'm speaking to one but there's a million hitch hiking with her,
A couple of years ago she'd where the clothes that hide her figure,
Now she'll catch you in traffic at the lights like, "hi mister",
And they gon' keep their rev's high just to try and hit her,
What's even worse, I used to look at her like she my sister,