Backseat lyrics

When I'm riding with you I'm riding in the backseat baby! when I'm riding with you I'm riding in the back strange place to be - I can't see lemme ride up front I'll be your boy I'll read the map fill the car with gas, hah! When I'm riding with you I'm riding in the backseat baby when I'm riding with you I'm riding in the back, Good God!! strange place to be - I can't see come on who is that guy up front anyway? let me ride up there!!? When I'm riding with you I'm riding in the backseat baby when I'm riding with you baby I'm in the backseat with the old Wendy's cups and cigarette wrappers . . . HAH! strange place to be - I can't see lemme ride up front hah? I'll be your boy. . . I'll hang on your arm?