You said we needed some time to apart,
and don't you know baby it was breakin' my heart,
then you heard about my last weekend, dancin' a little too close with one of your friend,
I guess what happened then.
Look whose ridin' shotgun,
look who likes the gun wrack,
look whose makin' this beat-up Chevrolet that comeback Cadillac,
look whose right beside me,
look whose feet are on the dash,
look whose so distracting that it almost makes me crash, yeah look whose ridin' shotgun.
Yeah, look whose ridin' shotgun.
Now I ain't saying I told you so,
but I knew you couldn't just let us go,
maybe all it took was for you to see somebody else shakin' your sugar tree, for you to be sweet on me.
Look whose ridin' shotgun,
look who likes the gun wrack,
look whose makin' this beat-up Chevrolet that comeback Cadillac,
look whose right beside me,
look whose feet are on the dash,
look whose so distracting that it almost makes me crash, yeah look whose ridin' shotgun.
Nothing like a big wet kiss,
baby just say you miss this, just say you miss this.
Look whose ridin' shotgun, headin' up to the love-shack,
look whose makin' this beat up Chevrolet that comeback Cadillac,
look whose right beside me,
look whose feet are on the dash,
look whose head is over on my shoulder as I'm drivin' past,
Yeah look whose riding shotgun.
Yeah, look whose ridin' shotgun.
Yeah, look whose ridin' shotgun.
