On The 45

She's up late drinking whiskey and smoking her cigarettes

She wakes up in the morning and says, "Goddamn, my hair's a mess"

She picks up a few beers, then we have a laugh and hit the road

She spins me 'round and 'round till I fall on the floor

She's been riding the backseat on the 45

She's been riding the backseat all her life

She's been riding the backseat on the 45

She's been riding the backseat all her life, all her life, all her life, all her life

She been riding the high times, she been walking on air

She been having a fine time, she like the wind in her hair

She's all done being the nice guy, you know she just don't care (Know she just don't)

And now she just don't care (Know she just don't), and now she just don't care (Know she just don't)

She's been riding the backseat all her life (She just don't, and now she just don't)

She's been riding the backseat on the 45

She's been riding the backseat all her life, all her life, all her life, all her life

She's been riding the backseat all her life, all her life, all her life, all her life