You were burning in a '94 corolla,

Three hours deep in the south dakota

I was workin' on a luke warm coca-cola

In the dog days of july

And my dad was a superman stick shift driver,

Stay at home louis lane beside him

Kissing to the rhythm of the billboard signs

As they went blurring by

Even when he would stop to pull over,

He never took his hand off of her shoulder

You can see for miles

You can reach the dials,

Sit back and smile from the front seat

You can chase the sun

You can feel the hum of the axles underneath your feet

When you're sitting shotgun,

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love from the backseat,

So late one day and I'm rolling along,

With a part time job

And blue pom-poms,

Like every days a knock off mellowcamp song

With his hand right on my knee,

We made the age old prom-night promise

Put the corsage right where I want it

We found a road with nobody on it

And we didn't stop to think,

And I didn't care when he killed the motor,

Shut off the lights and we climbed over,

You can see for miles

You can reach the dials,

Sit back and smile from the front seat

You can chase the sun

You can feel the hum of the axles underneath your feet

When you're sitting shotgun,

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love from the back seat

Up here I see it clear through the rear-view

It's good to take the back seat

When you get to

You can see for miles

You can reach the dials,

Sit back and smile from the front seat

You can chase the sun

You can feel the hum of the axles underneath your feet

When you're sitting shotgun,

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love

You can see for miles

You can reach the dials,

Sit back and smile from the front seat

You can chase the sun

You can feel the hum of the axles underneath your feet

When you're sitting shotgun,

You seem pretty and free

But you learn to love from the back seat

We were burning in a '94 corolla

Three hours deep in the south dakota

I was working on a luke warm coca-cola