"Karaoke" lyrics
You make my days a little bit older
Your name on the stereo
In Little Tokyo
A pretty karaoke machine
You make my blood a little bit warmer
My analog telephone
System is overblown
Your loving running all over me
Destinations, we soon arrive
Miami nights, put it in drive (Oh, yeah)
Hit eighty-five, play us Celine Dion
A little Kelela, Every Little Step
Dangerously in Love, Starflyer 59
Stop on the interstate
Staring up, not a soul around
Stick our hands out the window and count it down
Feel that north Miami wind on our fingertips, uh
Felt like nothing in our lives could change this
I wish I could put this into tangible words
But every time I try, it sucks
Love, shut up but
I'm daydreaming of how we could eventually be
But every time, my heart ends up ahead of me
Your name on the stereo
In Little Tokyo
A pretty karaoke machine
You make my blood a little bit warmer
My analog telephone
System is overblown
Your loving running all over me
Destinations, we soon arrive
Miami nights, put it in drive (Oh, yeah)
Hit eighty-five, play us Celine Dion
A little Kelela, Every Little Step
Dangerously in Love, Starflyer 59
Stop on the interstate
Staring up, not a soul around
Stick our hands out the window and count it down
Feel that north Miami wind on our fingertips, uh
Felt like nothing in our lives could change this
I wish I could put this into tangible words
But every time I try, it sucks
Love, shut up but
I'm daydreaming of how we could eventually be
But every time, my heart ends up ahead of me
Writer(s): Alexander Craig, Albert Carlson, Roy Mabie
