off this crazy ride Checkpoint number 5 they're gonna analyze your eyes Could be you see My license, my life, my license, my life and me I'm a backseat driver
face, singin? like It?s a sad place but where do I fit in, singin? like It?s a car of backseat drivers, where do I fit in, singin? like A car of backseat drivers
(instrumental)
It seems that i've become nothing withing these walls that's broken your neck too how did we get here? it's not like i don't deserve, displaying this
Verse 1: I had a dream I fell from the clouds Through the darkest depths of your heart And I fell to the ground Lied there and looked to the stars I jumped
Übersetzung: VON. Backseat Driver.
Übersetzung: Die Fold. Backseat Drivers.
get off this crazy ride Checkpoint number 5 they're gonna analyze your eyes Could be you see My license, my life, my license, my life and me I'm a backseat driver
It?s a sad place but where do I fit in, singin? like It?s a car of backseat drivers, where do I fit in, singin? like It?s a car of backseat drivers,
Everything U Are I Ment I Liked The Way Your Tities Sit Up In Your Bra Everything I Said In Your Ear By The Bar Was Just To Get U In The Backseat Of
s on at 8 O' clock be home I'll pick you up and we gone in a backseat of a throne [chorus] backseat seat seat seat (backseat hey, hey) in my older brother
a mil tell me how that paper feel Is he real is he real? Would it make a nigga kill for the house on the hill? Drive a brand new Benz and no bills?
: (D. Cook - R. VanHoy) Ah, backseat, back road, drive-in movie shows Ya got your daddy's car tonight Eight straight hours of old monster movies at
last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The kids asleep in the backseat We're
nights I go to the drive-in, or some nights I stay home I followed that dream just like those guys do up on the screen And I drive a Challenger down
I watch her grow up with pride People make jokes, cuz they don't understand me They just don't see my real side I act like shit don't phase me, Inside it drives
: (Richard Holler) I am a backseat driver from America They drive to the left on Falls Road And the man at the wheels name is Shamus We pass a the child
