Running up the mileage Feeling like a pilot Flying down the PCH, mmm-mmm And if I'm being honest On that summer night in August Yeah, I can still remember how those red lips tasted, tasted And how the back of the Jeep was 100 degrees And me touching the skin through the rips inside your jeans You see, hate the sand, love the beach But I'll be there if you promise me That you'll be the only one to drive me crazy And I need something more than simple safety Don't just let me go, I need something more Do you need someone who can drive you crazy? Every time I pass the ocean It pulls me right back to the moment And when you think about me does it come in waves? It does for me And how the back of the Jeep was 100 degrees And me touching the skin through the rips inside your jeans You see, hate the sand, love the beach But I'll be there if you promise me That you'll be the only one to drive me crazy And I need something more than simple safety Don't just let me go, I need something more Do you need someone who can drive you crazy? ♪ Someone who can drive you crazy