Lyrics
━━━━━━━━━━━━━♪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♪ ©2026 Thomas Bock (Paradise Studio) All rights reserved. This is an original work written by Thomas Bock and Paradise Studio. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of the lyrics is prohibited. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━♪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♪ (spoken, low and cool) Wednesday night at Gil's (spoken, a girl’s voice) You got the cash, babe? (spoken, a boy’s voice) I got it, . Just watch the lot. Gil Turners on the corner, two kids in a drop-top Asking any stranger with a twenty for a twelve-pack She's got her feet on the dash, a lighter in her hand We ain't old enough to buy it, but we old enough to plan The clerk just shook his head, another dead-end try Then a dude in a Civic said, "I got you, guys" We tossed him a ten, he tossed us a case Now we got a full tank and a need for open space Highland to Coldwater, a fifteen-minute run Lights off, heart pounding, it's a loaded gun She said, "Don't you miss a shift babe, don't you hit the brakes" This is the only time we feel alive On Mulholland Drive, we're alive tonight Cutting through the canyon, killing every light Let the cops chase the ghost, they'll never take the prize It's just me and my girl on the edge of the night On Mulholland Drive, yeah, we own this night She's my co-pilot, my anchor, my driving queen We drift around the corners, a two-person machine The radio is blasting our favorite tons The engine is the melody, we've been singing it all along She pops the top on a bottle, foam spills on her jeans Says, "This is better than a movie, better than any dream" I see the red and blue flashing way down below I just laugh and downshift, watch the needle go Highland to Coldwater, a fifteen-minute run Lights off, heart pounding, it's a loaded gun She said, "Don't you miss a shift babe, don't you hit the brakes" This is the only time we feel awake On Mulholland Drive, we're alive tonight Cutting through the canyon, killing every light Let the cops chase the ghost, they'll never take the prize It's just me and girl and the edge of the night On Mulholland Drive, yeah, we own the night (spoken, boy) You see him? He's stuck at the hairpin. (spoken, girl, laughing) Lose him in the straightaway. Do it do it for me, babe. (Boy, whispered) For you, Michelle. Always. On Mulholland Drive, we're alive tonight Cutting through the canyon, killing every light Let the cops chase the ghost, they'll never take the prize It's just me and girl and the edge of the night On Mulholland Drive, yeah, we own the night (spoken, girl, softly) Same time tomorrow? (spoken, boy, softly) Same time tomorrow. (Engine revs and fades out)