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Count your friends through a mirror, pay no attention
To the man with his hand on your thigh
Take your hunger for a ride while the getting's good
'Cause I'm gonna get me mine

Fools, sleepin' in the backseat
Fools, sleepin' in the backseat

What's a boy to do?
Bills are past due
Faded, play or you get played
Guilty but it just ain't bad enough
Medicated, and so well entertained

Send your flowers and your woes to the revolution
Keep cuttin' checks to the other side
Modern slave trade and everybody's cashin' in
As long as I get me mine

Fools, sleepin' in the backseat
Fools, sleepin' in the backseat

What's a boy to do?
Bills are past due
Faded, play all you can play
Guilty but it just ain't bad enough
Medicated, look so well entertained

Sleep tight (Who's driving?)
Sleep tight (Who's driving?)
Sleep tight (Who's driving love?)
Sleep tight (Who's driving?)
Sleep tight (Who's driving?)
Sleep tight
Who's got hands on the wheel 'cause you know I've taken mine off
Sleep tight (Who's driving?)
You've got hands on the wheel 'cause you know I've taken mine off
Sleep tight
I've been living in the backseat, now there's no way out cause I've been back here so

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