What better way for an auto trimmer to celebrate Valentine’s Day than by rocking out to songs about the backseat? After all, it is the sexiest part of a car.
We compiled a playlist spanning a range of genres — from country to rap, rock and even funk. Some of the songs are romantic, others are funny, and a few are downright nasty. But what they all have in common is that the singers clearly appreciate the comfort and utility of having a big backseat.
So take your special someone for a spin, park somewhere secluded, turn up the music and get busy…
1. Kip Moore – “Backseat”
Country: “The two of us in the backseat. Lights off on the backseat.”
2. Sevdaliza – “Backseat Love”
Electro R&B: “Backseat loving, please buckle up, enjoy the ride.”
3. AC/DC – “Girls Got Rhythm”
Classic Rock: “The girl’s got rhythm. She’s got backseat rhythm.”
4. LL Cool J – “Backseat”
Rap: “I want to send this one out to all the jeep lovers worldwide…”
5. Peer Günt – “Backseat”
80’s Rock: “Only place where she likes to play, backseat of a Trans AM.”
6. New Boys – “Backseat” ft. The Cataracs & Dev
Pop: “I wanna get beside ya, in the backseat. So I can be your backseat driver.”
7. Paul McCartney – “The Backseat of My Car”
Pop Rock: “Ooh we’re just busy riding, sitting in the backseat of my car.”
8. Ari Lennox – “Backseat” ft. Cozz
Neo Soul: “And I know it’s risky right, but I want it in the backseat of my hmmm.”
9. The Gaslight Anthem – “The Backseats”
Alternative: “And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe.”
10. Hot Chocolate – “Heaven is in the Back Seat of My Cadillac”
Funk: “Heaven’s in the backseat of my Cadillac. Let me take you there.”
Add to our playlist! Leave recommendations for your favorite songs in the comments section.
This post sure does bring back some great memories. Feels like yesterday I was gallivanting around town with my lady in tow, top down , the B-52’s blaring and not care in the world. Bryan Adams may have had the summer of ’69 but I had the summer of ’89. Nothing, and I mean nothing topped that summer. The backseat of my ’84 Mustang was practically my second home. If you had run a black light over my back seat the damn thing would of lit up like a Christmas tree…..err holiday tree or whatever its called these days, but I digress.