From the Backseat Song Lyrics

We were burning in a '94 Corolla
Three hours deep into South Dakota
I was workin' on a lukewarm Coca-Cola
In the dog days of July
And my dad was a Superman stick shift driver
Stay-at-home Lois Lane beside him
Kissing to the rhythm of the billboard signs
As they went blurring by

Even when he would stop to pull over
He never took his hand off of her shoulder

You can see for miles
You can reach the dials
Sit back and smile from the front seat
You can chase the sun
You can feel the hum of the axles underneath your feet
When you're sitting shotgun
You're sittin' pretty and free
But you learn to love from the backseat

So blink one day and I'm rolling along