[INTRO] Dj Sinful… TimeZen, Luna, Babygirl … let’s ride, * [VERSE] Lowrider sliding, coastline riding, left hand steering while the right finds yours. Palm trees leaning, warm wind breathing, whole city shining, but I’m watching you more. Windows cracked, laid back, rolling real clean, boulevard looking like a slow-motion dream. You riding shotgun looking too damn fine, had a route in my head, now I’m missing every sign. That’s cool though— we ain’t really gotta be nowhere. Take the long way south with the salt in the air. You say, “Where we going?” I say, “Baby, who cares?” Got a full night ahead and you sitting right there. Mobbin’ real slow where the coastline bends, you say we should head back, then you change it again. I know that little game, I can tell how it ends— every “one more mile” turns to ten in the end. Palm shadows dancing while we roll through the night, you got your hand out the window catching wind at the light. I been down these same streets probably hundreds of times, funny how they look different with your hand inside mine. Red light— you catch me looking, I play it off smooth. You know that little smile always gives away the truth. Light turns green, but I barely even move— Car behind me hits the horn. Damn… That’s what you do. * [PRE-CHORUS] Cruisin’ through the city, ain’t no rush tonight. You slide a little closer, I pull you to my side. And when I say your name, everything else disappears. Funny how the night’s so long, but never long enough with you here. * [CHORUS] Luna, ride with me, let the whole world fall behind. Lowrider down the coast, just us two and nothing else tonight. Luna, stay with me, let the late night carry on. If the whole city falls asleep, we’ll still be out till dawn. Cruisin’ all night, with you by my side. My favorite place is having you right here beside me. * [VERSE] Parei perto da praia, onde a costa faz a curva, vista linda lá na frente, mas é você que me perturba. Encosta no meu ombro, diz: “Amor, você não muda,” eu digo que essa vista é bonita— Mas você ganha dela. E eu tô falando sério. Lua desenhando prata sobre a sua pele, vento bagunçando o cabelo, você nem liga pra ele. Você diz: “Só mais uma hora,” olhando o mar lá na frente, eu dou partida de novo como quem não ouviu direito. Porque uma hora vira duas, duas viram madrugada, cada rua que termina faz a gente achar outra estrada. Engraçado, até caminho sem saída tem saída com você, se a estrada acaba aqui, a gente inventa onde seguir. Isso é papo? Não. Não preciso te impressionar. Já perdi noites demais só tentando o tempo matar. Agora o relógio tem ciúme porque eu te dou meu tempo, e a costa tem suas curvas— Mas são as suas que eu lembro. Você olha pela janela, eu te olho de canto também. Você percebe, dá risada: “Olha pra frente, meu bem.” Eu digo: “Tô olhando…” Você sabe que eu tô mentindo. Porque a rua segue reta, mas é pra você que eu tô indo. Isso é problema. Mas daquele tipo bom, sem estresse. Pés no painel, cabelo bagunçado, você nem percebe. Pergunto: “Tá bem?” Você responde: “Talvez…” Depois aperta minha mão duas vezes. É… Eu sei o que isso quer dizer. * [PRE-CHORUS] Cruisin’ through the city, ain’t no rush tonight. You slide a little closer, I pull you to my side. And when I say your name, everything else disappears. Funny how the night’s so long, but never long enough with you here. * [CHORUS] Luna, ride with me, let the whole world fall behind. Lowrider down the coast, just us two and nothing else tonight. Luna, stay with me, let the late night carry on. If the whole city falls asleep, we’ll still be out till dawn. Cruisin’ all night, with you by my side. My favorite place is having you right here beside me. * [BRIDGE] We can mob till the sunrise, take the coast till it turns bright. No destination, just your hand inside mine. And if you ask where we’re going, I’ma tell you every time— “Wherever this road takes us, long as you’re on my right.” * [CHORUS] Luna, ride with me, tonight belongs to us. Lowrider down the coast, moonlight dancing on the glass. Luna, stay with me, don’t let this road run out. ’Cause I love it just like this: me driving, you on my right, and the whole world moving slow. Cruisin’ all night, ain’t worried ’bout the time. If I miss another turn, baby, that’s by design. * [OUTRO] Low lights… ocean breeze… Luna on my right… Yeah. We taking the long way home tonight.
