Artist/Band:
Fame Factory
Lyrics for Song: Backseat Driver - Per Norberg
Lyrics for Album: Fame Factory Vol 4 2003 [2003]
(Watch you're step I'll break you're neck)
For a snowball tossed into hell
I really think I'm doing pretty well
You always claimed that I would fail
You're prediction is extremely out of scale
Time to get real, get you're hands of my wheel
Please stay seated, buckle up, 'cause here's the deal
No I - don't need a backseat driver - you're fired
So what - if I'm gonna burn some tire
Retire, you're times expired
You're so damn predictable
Like what you'd expect from a porn sequal
Confusing you're dreams with mine
Seems to be you're favorite waste of time
Time to get real, get you're hands of my wheel
Please stay seated, buckle up, 'cause here's the deal
No I - don't need a backseat driver - you're fired
So what - if I'm gonna burn some tire
Retire,
Accept that I - don't need a backseat driver - you're fired
So what - if I'm gonna burn some tire
Retire, you're times expired
Don't push you're luck, I think you're presence suck,
I feel tired.
You're out of line, want let it pass this time,
You're fired.
Time to get real, get you're hands of my wheel
Please stay seated, buckle up, 'cause here's the deal
No I - don't need a backseat driver - you're fired
So what - if I'm gonna burn some tire
Retire,
Accept that I - don't need a backseat driver - you're fired
So what - if I'm gonna burn some tire
Retire, you're times expired
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