From The Backseat Lyrics

You were burning in a 94 Corolla

3 hours deep in the South Dakota

I was workin' on a luke warm Coca-Cola

In the dog days of July

And my dad was a Superman stick shift driver

Stay at home Lois 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 of her shoulder

Chorus:

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 feet

When you're sittin' shotgun

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love from the backseat

So late one day and I'm rolling along

With a part time job and blue pom-poms

Like everyday's a knock off mellowcamp song

With his hand right on my knee

We made the age old prom-night promise

Put the corsage right where I want 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

Chorus:

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 feet

When you're sittin' shotgun

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love from the backseat

Up here, I see it clear through the rear-view

It's good to take the backseat when you get to

Chorus:

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 feet

When you're sittin' 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 feet

When you're sittin' shotgun

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love from the backseat

We were burning in a 94 Corolla

3 hours deep in the South Dakota

I was workin' on a luke warm Coca-Cola