Back Seat - Chrysta Bell, David Lynch

It’s a beautiful night, isn’t is baby?

I’d like to get you in the backseat of this car

You’re too dangerous to get in the backseat with

Why?

I’d just hold you tell you how pretty you are

I wouldn’t want to get into the backseat

I’d be too afraid

Tell you how your eyes flash with light

How your lips are so full

You would?

How your curves thrill me

How you smell so good

Yeah?

I’d just hold you, look into those eyes

And tell you how special you are

Mm baby

How I see the stars twinkle in your smile

How beautiful you are

Yeah?

Tell me

I’m crazy for you, you know that?

Now kiss me

Deep

And hold your arms around me

I’m yours

You hear me?

I’m yours

Yeah

Mm baby

I’m yours

Kiss me again

Kiss me again

I’m yours

Mm baby

I’m yours