Air it Out

I knew a girl Who couldn't even tell the things she had From what she could afford She couldn't even tell a difference between attitude and warmth And so it seemed Another scheme Overdone to get me back to her place Annabelle I'm driving to your parents house 90 on the southbound You fill my car with smoke and stale perfume So air it out I'm driving with the windows down Dying to get the smell out Think I gotta turn around and drop it back at your place Just drop it back at your place So don't be so sure Your smile ain't the reason that I'm knocking at your door And maybe it's time you made a move Cause northern California suits you well So well Annabelle I'm driving to your parents house 90 on the southbound You fill my car with smoke and stale perfume So air it out I'm driving with the windows down Dying to get the smell out Think I gotta turn around and drop it back at your place Just drop it back at your place And it's really not that far You know it's just back down the road And I can't seem to think straight Since you brought it back around again Annabelle I'm driving to your parents house 90 on the southbound You fill my car with smoke and stale perfume So air it out I'm driving with the windows down Dying to get the smell out Think I gotta turn around and drop it back at your place Just drop it back at your place Just drop it back at your place Just drop it back at your place