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Lyrics: Roxette. The Pop Hits. Sleeping In My Car.

I'll tell you what I've done
I'll tell you what I do
Been driving all night
Just to get close to you

Baby, babe
I'm moving so fast
You'd better come on

The moon is alright
The freeway's heading south
My heart is going boom
There's a strange taste in my mouth

Baby, babe
I'm moving real fast
So try to hold on
Try to hold on

Sleeping in my car
I will undress you
Sleeping in my car
I will caress you
Staying in the back seat
Of my car making up

So come out tonight
I'll take you for a ride
This steamy ol' wagon
The radio is getting wild

Baby, babe
We're moving so fast
I try to hang on
Try to hang on

Sleeping in my car
I will undress you
Sleeping in my car
I will caress you
Staying in the back seat
Of my car making love, oh yeah

Sleeping in my car
I will possess you
Sleeping in my car
Certainly bless you
Laying in the back seat
Of my car making up

The night is so pretty and so young
The night is so pretty and so young
So very young

Sleeping in my car
I will undress you
Sleeping in my car
I will caress you
Staying in the back seat
Of my car making love to you

Sleeping in my car
I will possess you
Sleeping in my car
Certainly bless you
Laying in the back seat
Of my car making up

I will undress you
I will undress you
The night is so pretty and so young