N. Johnson

N. is 28 years old. He is the Drummer of the last reborn rebel. N. is located in London at Christou, 415 Main Street.

N. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to improve skill in order to get ahead professionally.

Backseat Virgin

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Song Details

Backseat Virgin is Crowdpleaser music in tempo Moderato. The music is perfect and the lyrics are perfect. The song was written 5/31/2009 by N. Johnson. The originality is perfect.

Fame: 76
Popularity:
Stage Potential: 30
Genre: Rock
Owner: ѕoмeтнιng wιcĸed
First Revealed: 2/27/2011

Dominant Instruments

Lead Vocals
Bass Guitar
Electric Guitar
Drums

Special Lyrics

You could hear the engine roar,
As she climbed in the door,
And we tore off towards the lake.
<sound of tires peeling out>

The moon was out,
I heard her mama shout,
“Don’t stay out too late!”

The docks were dark,
Where we found a spot to park,
Right near the water’s edge.

We climbed in the back seat,
Our lips did meet,
It was heaven to meeee.....

We hit first base
And I went lookin' for more,
To hell with these bases,
I was looking to score.

She was a back seat virgin, oh yeah.
She'd never felt those urges, oh yeah.

As our clothes hit the floor,
She cried out for more,
Our bodies pressed tight,
Beneath the moonlight.

We hit second base
And I went lookin' for more,
To hell with these bases,
I was looking to score.

Her breasts were firm,
Her ass starting to squirm.
She wanted to wait,
I said this was our third date.

She was a back seat virgin, oh yeah.
She'd never felt those urges, oh yeah.

<the music crashes to a halt and a sense of panic in the voice>
Holy shit, who’s that?
<a wild guitar riff>
Is that your Dad?
Is that a shotgun?
<Another guitar riff>
Holy crap! Where are my pants?
<sounds of shattering glass>
Don’t kill me, please.. Nooo!!!
<A shot gun blast sounds out>

<A girls voice cries out> Dad!

<A single drum beat kicks it off>
She was a back seat virgin, oh yeah.
She'd never felt those urges, oh yeah.
And that's the way she was going to stay.