Two‐Seater Songtext
von 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