Paul McCartney

The Back Seat Of My Car

Paul McCartney

Speeding along the highway, honey I want it my way,  
But listen to her daddy's song,
Don't stay out too long,  
Were just busy hidin', sittin' in the back seat of my car.  

Lookin' all around and all about
Lookin' all around and all about
The maze of lights are pretty, we may end up in Mexico City,  
But listen to her daddy's song, making love is wrong,  
We're just busy ridin', sittin' in the back seat of my car.

For we was only hidin', sitting in the back seat of my car,
And when we've finished drivin' we can say we were late in arrivin',
And listen to her daddy's song,
We believe that we can't be wrong,
Ah we believe that we can't be wrong,
Ah we believe that we can't be wrong.
 
We can make it to Mexico City, sittin' in the backseat of my car.
 
Ah we believe that we can't be wrong,  
Ah we believe that we can't be wrong,  
Ah we believe that we can't be wrong,  
No no no,
No we believe that we can't be wrong.

 

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