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backseat of my car
© 2003 Greg Bartlett/ASCAP

She went down in the backseat of my car
She went down in the backseat of my car
She looked up with a girlish smile
Came out just like a woman
She went down in the backseat of my car

She set up in the front row of my dreams
She reached out to touch her field of dreams
But she can’t see the scoreboard anymore
Than she can see her reflection
She set up in the front row of my dreams

She don’t even know me
But she knows how to survive
She don’t seem to know that it takes some time
She went down in the backseat of my car

Now I got a world of trouble on my mind
Can’t take advantage hanging around this town
I got a doublewide by my side
And still all I can manage is to run or drown

Round, round – I get the feeling
Going down, down – I should be kneeling
Face the brown gown – at the alter
Pounded down – then I falter

I can’t catch my breath
That’s why I left
But she calls my name
The echoes ring and haunt my brain

We sat out at the corner of Third and James
She crawled out at the corner of Third and James
She looked up and the sky was overcast
As I turned over the engine
She crawled out at the corner of Third and James

She went down in the backseat of my car
Right there in the backseat


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