Lyrics
Stick shifts and safety belts
Bucket seats have all got to go
When we’re driving in the car
It makes my baby seem so far
I need you here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat
I need you to be here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat
But when we’re driving in my Malibu
It’s easy to get right next to you
I say, «Baby, scoot over, please»
And then she’s right there next to me
I need you here with me
And not way over in a bucket seat
I need you to be here with me
Not way over in a bucket seat
Well, a lot of good cars are Japanese
Yeah, but when we’re driving far
I need my baby
I need my baby
Next to me