Friday Night Date (Trans Am Troy)

[Intro] (Saturated drop-D guitar riffing, heavy vinyl crackle, 3/4 drum roll) (One, two, three, let's go!) [Verse 1 - Male] I rolled up in a Trans Am, paint job's chipped and frayed Got my leather jacket on, and my favorite Cologne sprayed Walking up your driveway, heart is hitting on the beat Got a reservation booked for two, corner table, window seat Yeah, I'm knocking at the door now, checking out my hair Your mama opens up the latch with a sweet and knowing stare [Verse 2 - Female] He’s standing on the porch, looking like a retro dream He’s got that classic swagger, if you know just what I mean I kiss my kid goodbye, say "Don't wait up tonight" He opens up the passenger door, and the dashboard's glowing bright We're tearing down the avenue, the engine starts to roar Tonight we're leaving all the quiet heavy years behind the door [Chorus - Duet] Oh, I'm picking up your mama for a Friday night date Yeah, we're heading out to dinner, and we're not gonna be late She's looking so fine, got her high heels on We’ll be laughing, we’ll be driving way past the dawn Oh, the spark is alive, yeah, the rhythm is right We're gonna make some magic in the middle of the night! [Bridge - Duet] (Glitchy vinyl scratch, deep bass drop, shifting pans) One, two, three—swing it! The tires squeal, the guitars cry! (Drop-D breakdown) We're aiming high! [Chorus - Duet] Oh, I'm picking up your mama for a Friday night date Yeah, we're heading out to dinner, and we're not gonna be late She's looking so fine, got her high heels on We’ll be laughing, we’ll be driving way past the dawn Oh, the spark is alive, yeah, the rhythm is right We're gonna make some magic in the middle of the night! [Outro] (Four-on-the-floor kick fades, big swelling cymbals, guitar feedback) Yeah, we're going all the way... (Vinyl needle scratch to silence)