maren morris
80's mercedes
Oh oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh Still runs good, built to last Moves like a hula girl on the dash She ain't made for practicality Yeah, I guess she's just like me  It's Saturday night, about time to go Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll, roll, ready to roll  Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving Turning every head, hell I ain't even trying Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink Call me old school but hey  I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes  Oh oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh Pop the top down like a summer dream She's my teenage time machine Just keeps getting sweeter with age She's classic through any decade  The sun's in the sky, glitter on the seats You can try, but the Benz is hard to beat So, hey, if you want you can ride with me, ride, ride with me  Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving Turning every head, hell I ain't even trying Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink Call me old school but hey  I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes  Oh oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh It's Saturday night, about time to go Got my white leather jacket and a neon soul Once I turn on the radio I'm ready to roll, roll, ready to roll  Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving Turning every head hell I ain't even trying Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink Call me old school but hey  I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes  Oh oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh