Jet Sets & Ray Bans - RKZ

Run and tell me 'bout wherever you are

You see the street lights, sunshine, girl you’re a star

Can you, bring me back a souvenir or some kind

Of memory Jet Set, a couple of times

Within a couple of weeks, you down a couple of pints

But I’m an Old Fashioned dude, I ain’t frontin' on you

I just don’t drink beer unless Corona’s on the menu

I sit with you for a minute or two

Get a text, get a call saying you’ve gotta move

You gotta shoot, it’s for a cover for some magazine your sister reads

You aren’t too fussed but you’re probably making history

She’s fucking perfect, for me she’s flawless

She don’t care what I do, she just wants to ride too

Brick Lane, we meet up at a bar

I walk from the underground, she pulls up in her car

She has her Ray Bans on, all black leather

Studs on the shoulders, whatever the weather

Now this is something special when she’s here

Where do I begin?

I look back up and she’s gone like the wind

I look back up and she’s gone like the wind

She’s so unconventional, doesn’t even know that she’s flawless

Every time I’m with her, heads turn, she don’t notice

She has her shades on, flying through the stores

Shopping bags and coffee cups, while I hold the doors

Her stride alone can send me on a roller-coaster ride

Caught me being indescreet, from the corner of her eye

I don’t even care, I’ll make it, make it so she knows

She blows me a kiss and walks away and there she goes

She wants to rock with it!