Lyrics Drop Top - Keith Urban , Kassi Ashton

She's going to Coachella with feathers in her hair
She got a past and a dream catcher in her rear-view mirror (woah)
Oh, the band on her shirt, she coming home at nine
She doesn't even know right now
Where she's gonna stay tonight,
She gon' stay tonight
She's on mission, you can see
She's just gotta be free
Red lips on a refugee
Saturday night, feeling alright
Show him what he lost with my jeans skin tight
Stars coming out, the music up loud
Saturday night, feeling alright
Shades on, dancing with my hands up high
Stars coming out, the music up loud
She loves driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
Driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
Her palm trees fading like a summer fling
The crystals on the dash
Everybody singing "The Shape of You," mmm (woah)
Yeah, everybody's going quiet on the passenger side
And Matt is in the back, just a little too high
Looking like a teenage dream
Red lips on a refugee
Saturday night, feeling alright
Show him what he lost with my jeans skin tight
Stars coming out, the music up loud
Saturday night, feeling alright
Shades on, dancing with my hands up high
Stars coming out, the music up loud
She loves driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
Yeah, driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
Everybody sing
Mmm, mmm
Oh
Driving with her drop top
Saturday night, feeling alright
Show him what he lost with my jeans skin tight (hey)
Stars coming out, the music up loud
Saturday night, feeling alright
(I'm feeling alright)
Shades on, dancing with my hands up high
(With my hands up high)
Stars coming out, the music up loud
She loves driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
Driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
Oh, driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm
She's always driving with her drop top down
Mmm, mmm