"Foggy Windows" is probably the track I've had the most fun writing so far. This track was heavily inspired by the love-making scene in "The Titanic" where Rose's hand slides down the car window - I just really loved how such an intimate moment could be portrayed with such a simple scene.
Shortly after realizing just how many car-related innuendos I could write, I decided to use them as the basis for lyrics of the song and focus more so on imagery rather than a message or a meaning.
The lyrics of "Foggy Windows" were written as more of a visual aid - painting a picture with words.
I was heavily inspired by the 80's when writing the instrumental. Fast cars, neon lights, big hair and drive-ins. As soon as I wrote the bassline I knew that I wanted it to be the star of the song. Sprinkle some synth over here, slap some bass over there, add a dash of sex and boom.
Foggy Windows.
- Vana
(LYRICS BELOW)
LYRICS:
The second you looked at me
I knew I didn’t wanna wait till we got home.
Yeah you could call me easy,
But I make you the opposite and boy, it shows.
Just so you know,
I want you fogging up my windows,
Press my accelerator nice and slow,
Yeah you’ll be driving with your eyes closed.
(And I know that you like my)
Hands on your throat,
You’re struggling to keep your eyes on the road,
Lower the seat back babe as far as it goes,
I know you love it when I take control,
Let’s see how loud this thing goes.
Hit the brakes you’re not thinking straight ‘cause
I’m not the one here thats gotta indicate I
Didn’t stutter, hit the gutter,
Stopping at a red then you’re running through another.
Baby I can tell that you’re liking me yeah
I don’t wanna drive down a one way street.
Feel you shudder, be my lover,
Don’t make me make you pull over.
Just so you know,
I want you fogging up my windows,
Press my accelerator nice and slow,
Yeah you’ll be driving with your eyes closed.
(And I know that you like my)
Hands on your throat,
You’re struggling to keep your eyes on the road,
Lower the seat back babe as far as it goes,
I know you love it when I take control,
Let’s see how loud this thing goes.
Oh oh oh!
La la la la la la la la la la la la
Ba da da da da
Oh, oooh, oh
Oh no, taking control
I want you foggin’ up Foggin’ up
All my windows,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Just so you know,
I want you fogging up my windows,
Press my accelerator nice and slow,
Yeah you’ll be driving with your eyes closed.
(And I know that you like my)
Hands on your throat,
You’re struggling to keep your eyes on the road,
Lower the seat back babe as far as it goes,
I know you love it when I take control,
Let’s see how loud this thing goes.
(Let’s see how loud this thing goes.)