Nothing too ground breaking here, but a solid, melodic pop dance tune from British born Gracey who hails from Brighton.
A nice bubble gum pop record to groove out to. Nice rhythm guitar. The lyrics are a little silly… I guess he doesn’t have a girlfriend, so he’s decided his car is his girlfriend. Is he officially saying he’s a mechanophiliac? (You didn’t know that was a thing, did you?) Or is he just trying to turn his lemons into lemonade?