[Intro – Horns + Upright Bass Slap] (Shout chorus) Hey! Hey! Midnight donut run! Let’s go get some! [Verse 1] Well the clock struck twelve and my stomach said “go”, I jumped in the coupe with the top way down low. Neon signs buzzing like a honeybee hive, I’m chasing that sugar high just to feel alive. Powdered, glazed, or filled with that cream, I’m the king of the night on this sweet little scheme. [Pre-Chorus – Horn Stabs] One, two, shuffle — feel that upright bass, When the donut run hits, better get out the way. [Chorus – Full Band Shout] Midnight donut run, baby, pedal to the floor! Sugar in the air and we want some more! Midnight donut run, windows rolling down, Cruising through the city like we own this town! Sharp suit, sweet tooth, trouble in my grin, Midnight donut run — let the good times spin! [Verse 2] She hopped in shotgun with that powdered sugar smile, Said “You drive like trouble, but I like your style.” We sparked something sweet while the engine roared loud, Glazed in the moonlight, feeling extra proud. Coffee in the cupholder, sprinkles on her knee, Two night owls chasing sugar and that sweet degree. [Pre-Chorus] Shuffle drums popping, horns cutting clean, When the donut run starts, the whole world starts to dream. [Chorus] Midnight donut run, baby, pedal to the floor! Sugar in the air and we want some more! Midnight donut run, windows rolling down, Cruising through the city like we own this town! Sharp suit, sweet tooth, trouble in my grin, Midnight donut run — let the good times spin! [Bridge – Spoken + Horn Riffs] Now listen here, darling… Forget the calories, forget the clock, We got powdered sugar falling like snow on the block. One wrong turn might hit the drive-thru line, But damn it feels good when you’re running with me tonight. [Swing Rap Verse – Quick Phrasing] I twist it, I light it, I pass it with a grin, Got jelly-filled dreams while the tires spin. Sprinkles in the air, glaze on the dash, Midnight donut outlaw doing it with class. Horns blasting loud, upright bass walkin’, Sugar rush outlaw — we never stop talking! [Final Chorus – Big Band Explosion] Midnight donut run, baby, pedal to the floor! Sugar in the air and we want some more! Midnight donut run, windows rolling down, Cruising through the city like we own this town! Sharp suit, sweet tooth, trouble in my grin, Midnight donut run — best damn feeling in the wind! [Outro – Horns + Slapback Vocal] Yeah… midnight donut run… Keep that engine hot… Roll another one… Don’t stop now… We just getting right… (big band shout, final upright bass slap, fading horns)
