Put one hand on the steering wheel
And the other interlocked with mine
Let me ride shotgun as we run away
To a place only for the two of us
Stop the car at the end of the road
With the perfect view of the skylights
Take out our addiction
And smoke shotgun with me
Wake up in each other's arms
Hung over from last night
Hurry up, and dress up
A shotgun wedding is waiting for us
