R.L.M

London rain on my window, I don't care where we're gonna go

I'm good with you

I've been living at eighty-five, slow it down get me out my mind

The way you do (You do, you do, you do)

Got some trouble, gotta get away from it

Baby girl, you're my meditation

You are my meditation

Let the hours fly by in a grey paradise

I don't mind sitting in traffic

Long as I'm riding with you, ooh

Friday, Rye Lane magic

We can just cruise all afternoon

Sunshine spills out the stereo, this idle world is drenched in gold

My worries in the rear view

And I know that you're the only reason why

It's like I'm chilling in my living room (Living room, living room, living room)

Got some trouble, gotta get away from it

Baby girl, you're my meditation

You are my meditation (You are, you are, you are)

Let the hours fly by in a grey paradise

I don't mind sitting in traffic

Long as I'm riding with you, ooh

Friday, Rye Lane magic

We can just cruise all afternoon

I don't mind sitting in traffic

Long as I'm riding with you, ooh

Friday, Rye Lane magic, oh

I don't mind sitting in traffic

We can just cruise all afternoon