Track 3 of the album Cartas y Recuerdos · 2020
Backseat Confessions
by Max Solano
“Meter running and a driver with a story he won't stop telling. It's the groove that keeps the record from getting too sad.”
latin pop · latin pop · smooth pop · groovy pop · 3:19
Lyrics
Meter's running, city's glowing Driver's got a story, he's not slowing Brides and dreamers, dancers late Everybody tells him straight Windows down, the night is long He hums along to every song Backseat confessions, tell me all Backseat confessions, ride and fall Turn the corner, turn the key Every stranger's a story to me Backseat confessions, say it out loud Backseat confessions, love the crowd A lady laughed all the way to dawn A boy rehearsed his speech till gone The driver winks in the mirror light Says everything turns out all right Windows down, the night is long He hums along to every song Backseat confessions, tell me all Backseat confessions, ride and fall Turn the corner, turn the key Every stranger's a story to me Backseat confessions, say it out loud Backseat confessions, love the crowd Red light, green light, home in sight Thanks for the ride and the good advice Keep the change and keep the song Tomorrow night, we'll all ride along Backseat confessions, tell me all Backseat confessions, ride and fall Turn the corner, turn the key Every stranger's a story to me Backseat confessions, say it out loud Backseat confessions, love the crowd Say it out loud, say it out loud Backseat confessions, love the crowd