
Rush Hour Love Lyrics
- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
(Rush hour love)
(Rush hour love)
Ooooooh you move like a green light flash
And I can't stop no I won't slow down.
Girl you slide in like a fever dream
Gold-streaked motion in a black machine.
You got fire on your lips and a hand so cold
Got me racing every red light home.
You flick your wrist put the music loud
Bass hitting heavy through the underground.
You pull me in just to let me go
Every time we run we lose control.
Bang—when you take that turn
Fangs—when your eyes start to burn.
Every time we hit the city heat
Every street sign blurs into speed.
In the rush hour love
Girl when you pick me up
Strobing in your blacked-out Benz
And we're gunning on down that bend.
In the rush hour love
Shocking like a live-wire touch
Baby you belong in the fast lane
Yeah we're burning all night again.
(Rush hour love)
(Rush hour love)
Tell me how you turn ice to steam
With your foot down hard and your hands on me.
You're a hurricane I'm a car in heat
Spinning through the dark on live wires.
We don't stop no we never could
Brakes don't work when the love's this good.
Every wrong turn leads us home
We keep running till the feeling's gone.
Bang—when you switch those gears
Fangs—when the night gets near.
Every time we hit the city heat
Every street sign blurs into speed.
In the rush hour love
Girl when you pick me up
Strobing in your blacked-out Benz
And we're gunning on down that bend.
In the rush hour love
Shocking like a live-wire touch
Baby you belong in the fast lane
Yeah we're burning all night again.
(Rush hour love)
(Rush hour love)
We don't think we don't talk
Just hands on the wheel and a love that shocks.
No red lights no way out
Just a ride or die in the thunderclouds.
In the rush hour love
Girl when you pick me up
Strobing in your blacked-out Benz
And we're gunning on down that bend.
In the rush hour love
Shocking like a live-wire touch
Baby you belong in the fast lane
Yeah we're burning all night again.
(Rush hour love)
(Rush hour love)
(Rush hour love… we don't stop… we don't stop…)