I can see us on a Rolling Stone cover Flippin' off the camera, touching each other Like it's 1976 all over again (again, again) I can see us going hard all summer Trippin on passion, making us dumber Like I'm 19 doing this shit all over again (again, again) Runnin' through strawberry fields Holding up my heels When you hold me, baby, it's a dream I don't know what's real In the backseat of your Chevy teal High as a ferris wheel A-a-a-and it, and it, and it And it feels like love And it feels like love And it, and it feels like love And it feels like love A-a-a-and it, and it takes me to another planet Break a little piece of my heart now, Janis I don't know if it's you or the uh But I'm losing my mind, uh (mind, uh, mind, uh) Going crazy, two loose cannons It's kinda fucked up And kinda romantic I don't know if it's you or the uh But it's changing my life (life, life) Runnin' through strawberry fields Holding up my heels When you hold me, baby, it's a dream I don't know what's real In the backseat of your Chevy teal High as a ferris wheel A-a-a-and it, and it, and it And it feels like love And it feels like love And it, and it feels like love And it feels like love And it, and it Feels so psychedelic Feels so psychedelic Feels so psychedelic Feels so psychedelic