I hear your favorite song
As it blows through the speakers
Of this old car
I remember driving up to the top of the Beverly Hills
We fogged up the windows
Kissed by the streetlight

Oh, Look at these hands
See what they've done
It's hard to remember this
Cause we were having so much fun
Oh, I was your man
But that's over and done
Well I miss your shiny lips
And the way you chased the sun
Oh, chased the sun

I watched you put your makeup on
Then rode through a red light
No hands on the wheel
You always wanna hotbox us on the freeway
And you'd tell me to drive home
With the headlights off

Yeah, Look at these hands
See what they've done
It's hard to remember this
Cause we were having so much fun
Oh, I was your man
But that's over and done
Well I miss your shiny lips
And the way you chased the sun
Was it the way that you smile
Or was it the way that you laughed at life
So flick a nickel anytime
I would always make you mine
Even through the headlights
Oh, flick a nickel anytime
I would always make you mine
Even through the red lights
Now baby

Look at these hands
See what they've done
It's hard to remember this
Cause we were having so much fun
Oh, I was your man
But that's over and done
Well I miss your shiny lips
And the way you chased the sun

Look at these hands
See what they've done
It's hard to remember this
Cause we were having so much fun
Oh, I was your man
But that's over and done
Well I miss your shiny lips
And the way you chased the sun