Lazy lover, find a place for me again. You felt it once before, I know you did, I could see it. Whiskey princess, drink me under, pull me in. You had me at "Come over, boy, I need a friend." I understand. Backseat radio! You take me over, I throw you up against the wall We've seen it all before, But this was different, it's deliberate. You send me reeling, Calling out to you for more. The value of this moment lives in metaphor, Yeah, through it all... Backseat serenade, dizzy (azchords.com)