Jet Sets & Ray Bans

[Verse 1] Run and tell me 'bout wherever you are You see the street lights, sunshine, girl you're a star Can you, bring me back a souvenir or some kind Of memory Jet Set, a couple of times Within a couple of weeks, you down a couple of pints But I'm an Old Fashioned dude, I ain't frontin' on you I just don't drink beer unless Corona's on the menu [Pre] I sit with you for a minute or two Get a text, get a call saying you've gotta move You gotta shoot, it's for a cover for some magazine your sister reads You aren't too fussed but you're probably making history [Hook - x2] She's fucking perfect, for me she's flawless She don't care what I do, she just wants to ride too [Verse 2] Brick Lane, we meet up at a bar I walk from the underground, she pulls up in her car She has her Ray Bans on, all black leather Studs on the shoulders, whatever the weather Now this is something special when she's here Where do I begin? I look back up and she's gone like the wind I look back up and she's gone like the wind [Pre] [Hook - x2] [Verse 3] She's so unconventional, doesn't even know that she's flawless Every time I'm with her, heads turn, she don't notice She has her shades on, flying through the stores Shopping bags and coffee cups, while I hold the doors Her stride alone can send me on a roller-coaster ride Caught me being indescreet, from the corner of her eye I don't even care, I'll make it, make it so she knows She blows me a kiss and walks away and there she goes [Hook - x2] She wants to rock with it!