Little heart race runner
Born in a midwest summer
The kind that makes you wonder
She wears a marigold
Summer coat
Jump in think quick
Learned to drive on a stick shift
Learned to make the best of it
Cause sometimes that’s the best you get
She said I’ve been runnin’ hot in a heated race
I can see it I can almost taste
I can feel the spirit
Like gold plate electric
Lightin’ me up
Lightin’ me up
I can feel the spirit
Like gold plate electric
Lightin’ me up
Lightin’ me up
Every heart is a megaphone
To tell us something that we know
We think that we know what we want
Till we don’t
Till we don’t
She took a drag and she held it in
Said there’s a piece of God in everything
There’s a piece of God in everyone
Give me that stardust medicine
I can feel the spirit
Like gold plate electric
Lightin’ me up
Lightin’ me up
I can feel the spirit
Like gold plate electric
Lightin’ me up
Lightin’ me up
I can feel the spirit
Like gold plate electric
Lightin’ me up
Lightin’ me up
I can feel the spirit
Like gold plate electric
Lightin’ me up
Lightin’ me up
