From The Back Seat

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From The Back Seat

We were burning in a ’94 corolla,
Three hours deep in the South Dakota.
I was working on a lukewarm Coca-Cola,
In the dog days of July.

And my dad was a superman stick shift driver,
Stay at our home Louis Lane beside him.
Kissing to the rhythm of the billboard signs,
As they went blurring by.

Even when he would stop to pull over,
He never took his hand off her shoulder.

You can see for miles,
You can reach the dials,
Sit back and smile
From The Front Seat.

You can chase the sun,
You can feel the hum
Of the axles
Underneath your own feet.

When you’re sitting shotgun,
You seem pretty and free.
But you learn to love
From The Back Seat.

So, late one day and I’m rolling alone,
With a part time job and blue pom-poms.
Like every day’s a knock of mellow camp song,
With his hand right on my knee.

And we made the age old prom-night promise,
Put the corsage right where I wanted it.
We found a road with nobody on it
And we didn’t stop to think.

And I didn’t care when he killed the motor,
Shut off the lights and we climbed over.

You can see for miles,
You can reach the dials,
Sit back and smile
From The Front Seat.

You can chase the sun,
You can feel the hum
Of the axles
Underneath your own feet.

When you’re sitting shotgun,
You seem pretty and free.
But you learn to love
From The Back Seat.

Up here I see it clear
Through the rear-view:
It’s good to take the back seat…
Who can you get too?

You can see for miles,
You can reach the dials,
Sit back and smile
From The Front Seat.

You can chase the sun,
You can feel the hum
Of the axles
Underneath your own feet.

When you’re sitting shotgun,
You seem pretty and free.
But you learn to love…

You can see for miles,
You can reach the dials,
Sit back and smile
From The Front Seat.

You can chase the sun,
You can feel the hum
Of the axles
Underneath your own feet.

When you’re sitting shotgun,
You seem pretty and free.
But you learn to love
From The Back Seat.

We were burning in a ’94 corolla,
Three hours deep in the South Dakota.
I was working on a lukewarm Coca-Cola.

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