Chrome Canyon did. The Brooklyn based producer makes the song compatible for listening on red satin sheets, covering a round bed in a motel in the middle of a nowhere desert. It’s the late 70’s, you are wearing your leopard jacket, high-waisted leather pants, sexily dancing to the groove while you await your “badboy“ boyfriend. He’s out dealing with guns, street fights, gangs, who knows what else, getting ready to embark on another road trip to the next motel. Wow, such a thrilling life!