Letra de 80's Mercedes

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 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 90's baby In my 80's Mercedes I'm a 90's baby In my 80's Mercedes 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 suns 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 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 90's baby In my 80's Mercedes I'm a 90's baby In my 80's Mercedes 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 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 90's baby In my 80's Mercedes I'm a 90's baby In my 80's Mercedes