Backseat Driver

So the story goes, you say we need no direction
No time for real self-reflection
Let's get high and drive to the ocean
Yeah, always on the nose, I know you need real connection
You know your real world's a mess and
I know I need you to know this

Driver, baby, you're my backseat driver
Yeah, you know your sex on fire
Meet me in the backseat
We could try it
No, you'd never catch me lyin
Won't you spare a fix?
I'm dyin' to get high with you
I like what you do
You are my backseat

U-turn and back to the condo
Turns out your roommates are gone so
Let's paint the whole place a new shade
Out of our depth and losin' our breath
We're losin' our breath and tryin'
Takin' our time, loosen our minds
We're losin' our minds and dyin'

Driver, baby, you're my backseat driver
Yeah, you know your sex on fire
Meet me in the backseat
We could try it
No, you'd never catch me lyin
Won't you spare a fix?
I'm dyin' to get high with you
I like what you do

Driver, baby, you're my backseat driver
Yeah, you know your sex on fire
Same time next week?
Yeah, you know we could try it
Know you're gonna catch me cryin'
Won't you spare a fix?
I'm dyin' to get high with you
I love what you do
You are my backseat

You are my backseat driver



Credits
Writer(s): Jefferson Douglas Remmert
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