Dashboard Issues

Steven's steering with his knees
He cracks another can
He takes a couple sips
And then he fills it up with ash
And Sarah's riding shotgun
Singing "So Long, Marianne"
She's rifling through the glove compartment
Drumming on the dash
And you and I are in the back
But something spoils the scene
You and I are in the back
With someone in between, but

I'll be your third wheel
I'll be your fifth wheel
I'll be the odd man out
But I won't feel satisfied, until I
Get you alone on a leisurely drive

Eric's leaning into you
With every sudden swerve
And I know you'rе only nice to him
So you can bum his smokes
But he acts as though you'rе intimate
As if I can't observe
You push away his fingers
As you giggle at his jokes
As I calculate trajectories
At which the car could veer
So the impact would consume him
Even as we are thrown clear, but

I'll be the shy one
I'll be the meek one
I'd be the last one
To ever speak one word of pride, until I
Got you alone on a leisurely drive

With the seat warmer coils underneath our thighs
To the end of the county, rope will rise
All the way up Palmer Canyon
To investigate the dawn
Will you take this true companion over all these hangers-on?

If I were the director
I'd be slamming down the slate
And cutting to a tracking shot
Of empty interstate
And then a tight interior
The only car in view
Two glamorous romantic leads
Portrayed by me and you
And no one but us two, but

I'll take a bit part
I'll have my scenes cut
I'll make an odds on bet
That I know what you'll decide, now that I
Got you alone on a leisurely drive
Got you alone on a leisurely drive