Heated Seats Songtext
Nine years old and I'm in the back seat
Picked my sister up like you're a taxi
Where's my special treatment
Why'd she get the front? Yeah
There's gotta be a reason
Why I haven't sat there just once

It's killing me to sit and see
And watch as she takes the lead
The leather's cream and I'm so green
I wanna feel those heated seats

Twelve years old and I'm calling shotgun
My sister's at homе, she's having no fun
We're going so fast, a thousand an hour
My dad said somеthing 'bout horses and power

What's that mean? I'm thirteen in just two weeks
What you getting for my birthday?
A PS3? A Mercedes?
Possibly with heated seats

I'm twenty-seven, speeding at eighty
But my daddy's car, that shit was crazy
I used to live, now I'm just existing
The best thing 'bout that car was that I was with him

And he loved me, he loved me, yeah
And I was so
Yeah, he loved me, yeah, he loved me
But I was just too busy watching those heated seats

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh