"Drop Top" lyrics - KEITH URBAN

She's going to Coachella with feathers in her hair
She got a past and a dream catcher in her rear-view mirror (whoa)
Oh, the band on her shirt, she coming home at 9
She doesn't even know right now where she's gonna stay tonight, she gon' stay tonight (whoa)

She's on mission, you can see
She's just gotta be free
Red lips on a refugee

Kassi Ashton & Both
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

Keith Urban
She loves driving with her drop top down
Driving with her drop top down

Her palm trees fading like a summer fling
The crystals on the dash, everybody singing "The Shape of You," mmm (whoa)
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

Kassi Ashton & Both
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

Keith Urban
She loves driving with her drop top down
Yeah, driving with her drop top down

Everybody sing
Oh
Driving with her drop top

Kassi Ashton, (Keith Urban) & Both
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

Keith Urban
She loves driving with her drop top down
Driving with her drop top down
Oh, driving with her drop top down
She's always driving with her drop top down