Pasadena - Dustin Lynch

She had a flower in her hair, said she wasn’t from round here

I said, «Me neither, girl», ain’t that a daisy?

Fancy meeting you like this, girl, I don’t believe this is

Only blind coincidence, I’m thinking maybe

We should stay awhile, see where it leads us

I think we got something cool between us

We’ve got two more nights before leaving Pasadena

Rhinestone shining on her hips, cotton candy on her lips

That was the sweetest kiss I’d ever tasted

Friday night rodeo, cut short by a lightning show

Even though that rain was freezing, felt good to be in

So we stayed a while to see where it’d lead us

We had something cool between us

And we had one more night before leaving Pasadena

We took it slow

Till we could find out where it was going

We found just what we were needing, right there in Pasadena

Sunday morning 'bout a quarter past nine

She had to go her way and I had to go mine

But I go back there all the time in my mind

In my mind, in my mind

I’m still in Pasadena (Pasadena)

I still smell the freedom in the air

Right there in Pasadena

I still see that lightning striking back

In Pasadena

Feel her hands all over me, all over me

In Pasadena

Wonder if she ever thinks about me

Me and Pasadena

(Felt good, baby

I still see that lightning strike

Ooh-whoa, ooh all night

Wondering if you’ll ever think about me)