The Backseat

In the back seats 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 hitchin' rides with strangers
 That papa warned us about before
 But you know the summer always brought in
 That wild and reckless breeze
 And in the backseats we just tried to find
 Some room for our knees
 And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe
 And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe
 And in the wild desert sun
 We drove straight on through the night
 We rode the fever out of Austin
 Dreamed of California lights
 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 in
 All those wild and reckless breezes
 And in the backseats we just tried to find
 Some room for our knees
 And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe
 And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe
 And these cowboys all go crazy in the heat
 Chasin' the lights and all the girls along the Santa Ana streets
 They're just dyin' to meet
 It meant nothin' to me
 You know the summer always brought in
 That wild and reckless breeze
 And in the backseats we just tried to find
 Some room for our knees