Lyrics

Craig was swiping late at night,
Looking for love or a dirty fight.
Then Nicky popped up, seven years his senior,
He thought “Cougar with claws… couldn’t get much keener!”

Highway to the Tinder Bone,
Craig and Nicky can’t leave it alone.
He’s got the need, the need for speed,
She’s got the joystick, she takes the lead.

First date drinks turned into shots,
Her eyes said “Top Gun,” his pants said “knots.”
She whispered smooth, “Talk to me, Goose,”
He thought, my afterburner’s about to go loose.

Highway to the Tinder Bone,
Seven-year gap but she’s well-known.
Ray-Bans on and the lights down low,
Mile High Club with nowhere to go.

She’s Maverick’s queen with a Cougar’s touch,
He’s just thankful she swiped him—so much.
Now every night’s a cockpit ride,
“Permission to buzz your tower?” he cried.

Highway to the Tinder Bone,
From swipe to moan, they’ve found their zone.
Top Gun kink with a fiery flair,
Craig and Nicky are everywhere!

“Negative, Ghostrider… my pattern is full… of you.”