[Intro]
(Spoken, through distorted megaphone filter)
The Oakland Park Sonic... it doesn't exist.
That's the first thing they want you to believe.
But I've seen...

But I've seen the 1995 Baywatch tape, 47 minutes in...
Crowd scene, lifeguard tower, and the mouth forming the closed vowel.

[Verse]
Degraded VHS, sun-bleached and warped
A crowd shot on the Malibu shore
Some extra in a red swimsuit top
Forming shapes I couldn't ignore
Forming shapes I couldn't ignore
I froze the frame on my CRT
Lip-reading the silent plea
She wasn't waving at David Hasselhoff
She was calibrating the 'oy' for you and me

[Chorus]
Laura, Laura, the closed-lip anchor
Holding the diphthong grid in place
Laura, Laura, the fry-oil frequency
I can still see the shape of your face
Before the slick turns speech to mud
And the Gulf Coast washes away the blood
Laura, Laura, scream through the intercom
I'm tracing your vowel back home

[Verse]
The November sheen off Louisiana
Mutating every sound it touched
'Voice' became a flat, percussive grunt
And 'noise' just don't mean much
But the 'oy'—the 'oy' is holding still
Locked in the purse of her lips
A waveform frozen on a theme-park hill
While the language sinks like ships

[Chorus]
Laura, Laura, the closed-lip anchor
Holding the diphthong grid in place
Laura, Laura, the fry-oil frequency
I can still see the shape of your face
Before the slick turns speech to mud
And the Gulf Coast washes away the blood
Laura, Laura, scream through the intercom
I'm tracing your vowel back home

[Bridge]
Five hundred forty miles of highway tape
A Civic full of distortion and hope
I'm scanning every drive-in frequency shape
From Fort Lauderdale to the Pensacola slope
Megaphone wired to a dying nine-volt
Screaming your name before the oil-slick grunt
We can freeze the vowel collapse at the front

[Outro]
(Spoken, with increasing distortion)
Sonic on Oakland Park... it's not on the map.
But the Baywatch 1995 background extra registry
Lists a Laura with carhop experience
And a closed-lip vowel signature
I'm heading to Tamarac, then Lake Park...
I will find you before the slick does.