[Instrumental]

[Monologue]
She likes to drive with the windows down
So she can hear what the city saying at night
She likes it's broken English, it's all over the place music taste
She likes seeing the neon colors of the Caribbean in the backdrop of Teslas and skyscrapers in the first world: Caribbean, Tokyo
They always said: "This city would be underwater by now" (I love it, I love it, I love it)
Then again that's what they said about her
I guess they both learned how to swim
And she's got to swim tonight because it's hot as fuck
So try not to be so scared of bodies, of curves, of skin (I love it, I love it, I love it)
It's too hot for jeans for sure
We go from the beach to the car ride home in our sticky salty hair
What's the point of foundation? It'll just melt off anyway
Just some mascara and, can I borrow some lip gloss? (Can I borrow some lip gloss? Do you have lip gloss? Wait, can I borrow some lip gloss?)
We tan because, what's the difference?
We fly too close to the sun anyways
The sun is our only constant lover
The way he kisses our skin and our hair
No wonder why we feel so pretty
Yeah, she takes trips and she's out in LA, And New York and shit (I love it)
When all this said and done though, you hear her screaming "305 til I die, bitch" (305 til I die, bitch)

[Outro]
C,XOXO