In context of the stars   You point at my point right   You reflect off my sunglasses   Waiting for the moon on a tight night      In context of the sun   Zero degrees is where we start   You grind on my glass pedal   Red line earth clutching my hear      In context of the moon   You pull to my full height   We black out during the eclipse   Jelly roll on a comet kite      Out of the day into the night   Catching the heat and the ride beat   Ooo la la, well, ooo la, well      You says there's nothing to do   I says that's during the day   You says aren't we having fun   I says the night's not yet won      You says the feeling will be   Ooo la la, well oo la well