Verse 1
Look at her, the look on her face, making me wanna take a taste of her strawberry lips unexplainable kiss
She drives a red Camaro, top down with the radio on, her blowing, hands surfing
While Iâm riding shot gun, next to her, I thank God for the things I donât deserve
Chorus
Sheâs got Me â Flying high and I donât know if I could ever come back down
Even if I wanted to my feet canât seem to find the ground
Sheâs Got Me walkin on air, Sheâs got my hand in the clouds, Iâm starting to believe
Sheâs Got, Sheâs Got Me
Verse 2
She likes her dessert, She always eats it first, ask why do you, Sheâll say to make sure thereâs room
She reads maxim magazine, gotta fantasy football team, the problem is, she always wins.
You should see the way She looks in my old t-shirt
Makes me thank God for the things I donât deserve
Chorus 1x
Bridge
Me, holding hands, making plans, so in love
From I do, till I die, but it still aint enough
Chrous 2xâs