Two-Seater

Bowling For Soup

I wanna wake up in your arms

I wanna set off your alarm

I wanna break into your car

and I wanna take out the back seat

The one where you told me everything

I thought I'd always wanted to hear

The one where you told me that it's over

And everytime you look in your rear view mirror

I hope you see me

And all the stuff we did when we were back there together, uh huh

I hope you like your two-seater, no radio

Keymarks parallel to the pinstripes

Windows broken, your t-top's stolen

Now it's one of a kind, thanks for the ride

I gotta get the hell out of dodge

I just spent the whole night avoiding the cops

And I just don't think I'll go to the clink

Just 'cause I took out the backseat

Remember you told me everything

I thought I always wanted to hear

And that's where you told me that it's over

And everytime you look in your rear view mirror

I hope you see me

And all the stuff we did when we were back there together, uh huh

I hope you like your two-seater, no radio

Keymarks parallel to the pinstripes

Windows broken, your t-top's stolen

Now it's one of a kind, thanks for the ride

Can you hear your radio?

I bet you can't hear your radio

So you'll never know I wrote this song (for you)

Sorry that your tires are flat

No, you really weren't expecting that

Guess I got a little carried away

So when you look in your rear view mirror

I hope you see me there

I hope you like your two-seater, no radio

Keymarks parallel to the pinstripes

Windows broken, your t-top's stolen

Now it's one of a kind, thanks for the ride

(No radio) Two-seater, (No radio) thanks for the ride

Two-seater, thanks for the ride

Two-seater, thanks for the ride