Lyrics Miata - Bear Cole

You and I
Can spin like a comet
Out of this galaxy

Wind in my hair
Sun rays on my face
Rebel in my lap
Flying into outer space, yeah

Just popped the thermometer
Just blew up the speedometer
Headed up towards Andromeda
Unidentified anomalous phenomena
FBI and the CIA
Gonna be chasing me and Kiko today
Because we are on our way
To the factory where they make sun rays
So get your booty ass car up out the way

Rolling out like the Spanish Armada
Higher than Sierra Nevada
Blood gang just like Chupacabra
Arizona in my Miata
Hotter than some Carolina Reapers in a Suana
Maui Wowi like Maui Marijuana
Some earthlings might get touched by Stigmata
But even Jesus can't touch my Miata

Drop the top spin out the parking lot
Red Miata bullseye like the target dot
96 blood gang Anwar El-Sadat
Tupac playing right after soft Yacht Rock
Second chair to Jr. Astronaut
He finally grew up and bought himself that Autobot
Robot eyes on the hood blinking at the cops
They wave back right as we take off

Just me and Ikaika
Whipping this thing like a Viper
Just yesterday he's in diapers
Now we're taking flight, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah

Rolling out like the Spanish Armada
Higher than Sierra Nevada
Blood gang just like Chupacabra
Arizona in my Miata
Hotter than some Carolina Reapers in a sauna
Maui Wowi like Maui Marijuana
Some earthlings might get touched by Stigmata
But even Jesus can't touch my Miata

You'll never keep him on the ground
You'll never hold him down, Miata
It's time to fly to outer space
He's on his way, yay

You'll never keep him on the ground
You'll never hold him down, Miata
It's time to fly to outer space
He's on his way, yay