Backwards Guitar

I'm riding in your car, a hundred miles an hour- ooh

 Grin from ear to ear, i'm feeling happy here- ooh

 I don't wanna park tonight, pass by those traffic lights

 It's such a simple plan, a trip in your sedan- ooh

 Hill climb for morning views, sun-up in your saloon

 

 Oh lets go further down the road 

 Don't ask me what it is or where to go

 Because I don't know- I don't know

 I just wonder if you fell desire?

 

 I'm riding in your car, a good friend you are- ooh

 So take me where I please see Los Angeles

 A bad idea to try you look so horrified

 

 And I didn't think that you could tell

 I'm a psyco speeding road machine from hell

 You know me so well

 It's just a simple trip by car

 A sleeping passenger you are

 

 But boy what a picture of relif

 that your skin is just as smooth and just as sweet

 And it's warm beyond belief

 And I wonder if you feel desire