Cool In The Backseat

You came over to my house, there was trouble written all over you
But literally, on your T-shirt, it said "Trouble," what was I supposed to do?
I got the word, I got the message, I'm taking you on face value
It's an open invitation to follow you, to follow you
All I need is you
Breathing, seething, leading me home


Chorus
I'll be cool in the backseat
Cool in the backseat
Always cool in the backseat
Till you join me at the end of the day


I had to leave, I have a sister, everyone likes her more than me
She's my twin, I had to do things differently, differently
Then you came in in your great white Dodge to take me away from the alternate me
Now I'm a statistic, I'm a runaway teen, but I'm finally finally free!
All I need is you
Fighting, sighting, and lighting me up

Chorus

When I was sad, you got me a puppy, we told it not to grow older
Then somewhere near Salinas, I let him slip away
All the while I miss the smell of my mother's shoulder
She's worried about me, as well she should be

We drove into the sunset, into the flatlands, into the new frontier
We looked into the faces of our fellow sunburned pioneers
America is a country filled with people who have run away
I'm following them, I'm following you, don't tell me you don't know the way
All I need is you
Knowing, showing, growing me up

Chorus

Nerissa Nields © 1996 Peter Quince Publishing, ASCAP

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