Second row back in the van We should be quiet, but we can’t We’re flirting like kids at a dance Damn, your thighs look good with my hands
I like ya cause you breathe real slow With your chest and through your perfect nose You like me for my half assed jokes During all our late night smokes
I wrote this song in your lap In the van in the second row back And I know that you thought that I should’ve been keeping it down, but baby In a van in the second row back I wrote this song in your lap
Looking at each other like we know Exactly what we’re doin, but we don’t I really like it when you wear that coat It’s probably cause it still smells like smoke
I wrote this song in your lap In the van in the second row back And I know that you thought that I should’ve been keeping it down, but baby In a van in the second row back
I wrote this song in your lap And it’s not just to make time go fast And I know that you thought that I should’ve been keeping it down, but baby In a van in the second row back I wrote this song in your lap
I wrote this song in your lap
You and I both are alike, Cause you and I both live a lie We still got our demons on the side Plus we kinda suck at goodbyes
I used to try to run towards the light, But now I only run towards your eyes And no I never said it was right It’s probably cause your eyes are so damn bright
I wrote this song in your lap In the van in the second row back And I know that you thought that I should’ve been keeping it down, but baby In a van in the second row back I wrote this song in your lap