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