Текст песни The Backseat

In the backseats of burned out cars. In the disenchantment lane.
The ideal angels twist and turn, and ask forgiveness for future mistakes.
But you and I we've been through this. Maybe a hundred times before.
Always hitching rides with strangers. Papa warned us about before

But you know the summer always brought it. That wild and reckless breeze.
And in the backseats, we're just trying to find some room for our knees.
And in the backseats, we're just trying to find some room to breathe.
And in the backseats, we're just trying to find some room to breathe.

And in the wild desert sun, we drove straight on through the night.
We rode a fever out of Boston. Dreamed of California nights.
Come July, we'll ride the Ferris Wheel. Go round and round and round.
And If you never let me go, well I will never let you down.

And you know the summer always brought 'em. All those wild and reckless breezes.
And in the backseats, we're just trying to find some room for our knees.
And in the backseats, we're just trying to find some room to breathe.
And now in the backseats, we're just trying to find some room to breathe.
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And these cowboys all go crazy in the heat.
Chasing the lights and all the girls
Along the Santa Anna streets they're just dying to meet.

It meant nothing to me.

You know the summer always brought it.
That wild and reckless breeze.
And in the backseats we're just trying to find some room for our knees.

You know the summer always brought it.
That wild and reckless breeze.
And in the backseat we're just trying to find some room for our knees.

You know the summer always brought it.
That wild and reckless breeze.
And in the backseat we're just trying to find some room for our knees.

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