It ain't in the high rise looking for a good time, shutting down the city lights. It ain't in the water floating like a bobber, soaking up that hot sunshine. As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is. It's at 2am when she's reaching over, faded t-shirt and off her shoulder. Dress up, her hair down in a bob cap, yep yep. As long as I get that sweet little something late night kiss. On a plane or train or way back in the States, I swear if she's there that's when, yep yep. That's when it's at. It ain't in a souped up shiny red new truck if she ain't to my right. It ain't in a dive bar tall can of PDR, popping tops rocking all night. As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is. It's at 2am when she's reaching over, faded t-shirt and off her shoulder. Dress up, her hair down in a bob cap, yep yep. As long as I get that sweet little something late night kiss. On a plane or train or way back in the States, I swear if she's there that's when, yep yep. That's when it's at. No it don't matter wherever we're at. No it don't get no better than that. It ain't in a souped up shiny red new truck if she ain't to my right. It's at 2am when she's reaching over, faded t-shirt and off her shoulder. Dress up, her hair down in a bob cap, yep yep. As long as I get that sweet little something late night kiss. On a plane or train or way back in the States, I swear if she's there that's when, yep yep. That's when it's at. Yeah, that's when it's at. Yep yep. It's at 2am when she's reaching over, faded t-shirt and off her shoulder. It's at 2am.