Back Seat

Four in the morning we were cruisin' through the night
Goin' nowhere we were tryin'a feel alive
My baby riding shotgun with her feet up in the air
She told me to pull over and went crawling to the back
I pushed a tape of the Rolling Stones into the radio
She pulled me by the neck and I began to lose control

We were on the back seat, and it's alright,
'Cause to get to the morning you have to go through the night
On the back seat, rocking and a-rolling all the time

Shaken by the cars that were rolling through the road
Parked by the side with the hazard lights on
Nobody came to see, nobody gives a damn
If the heat on the window is a temporary friend
We were getting outta there she was putting back her worn out jeans
Driving in the sunrise like a steam engine machine

We were on the back seat, and it's alright,
'Cause to get to the morning you have to go through the night
On the back seat, rocking and a-rolling all the time

We were on the back seat, and it's alright,
'Cause to get to the morning you have to go through the night
On the back seat, rocking and a-rolling all the time



Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Nascente
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