Backseat Serenade

Lazy lover, find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did; I could see it
Whiskey princess
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at "Come over, boy; I need a friend, I understand"
Backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane
Oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the sweat away to your radio
Backseat serenade, little hand grenade
Oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away to your radio
You take me over
I throw you up against the wall
We've seen it all before, but this one's different
It's deliberate
You send me reeling
Calling out to you for more
The value of this moment lives in metaphor
Yeah, through it all
Backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane
Oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the sweat away to your radio
Backseat serenade, little hand grenade
Oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away to your radio
Backseat serenade, dizzy hurricane
Oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the sweat away to your radio
Backseat serenade, little hand grenade
Oh, aren't you sick of sleeping alone?
We're salty on a summer day
Kiss the pain away to your radio
(Oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone)