كلمات The Backseat Of My Car

I don't care to be scared When I drive my haunted car Ghost red hot tonight My gaze in the rear view mirror 'Cause I see the backseat of my car Yes I see the backseat of my car Oh I see the backseat of my car 'Cause I see the backseat of my car Yes I see the backseat of my car Oh I see the backseat of my car Shopping bags falling down Apples roll, magazine crumpled In the heat of night Milk leaks, sucked up by the velvet And I see the back seat of my car 'Cause the backseat of my car The backseat of my car 'Cause the backseat of my car You want a lift? Hop in the back How far do you want to go? All the way? Okay She wants to give you a ride She's gonna kill you She wants to give you a ride She's gonna kill you ('Cause the backseat of my car) She wants to give you a ride ('Cause the backseat of my car) She wants to give you a ride ('Cause the backseat of my car) She wants to give you a ride ('Cause the backseat of my car) She's gonna kill you The back seat of my car The back seat of my car The back seat of my car The back seat of my car