Slide Over Backwards - Donna Summer

Ride over backwards

Ride over backwards

Ride over backwards

Ride over backwards

I was just a little girl

A-making my own way

16 years or more I had

Nothing left to say

I raised myself up almost

Lived on po’boys too

New Orleans ain’t a place to live

If you never been to school

And I said

Ride over backwards

Slide over backwards

Ride over backwards

Let me ride

(People gotta tell you)

Ride over backwards

Slide over backwards

Ride over backwards

Let me ride

Daddy was a working man

He worked since he was 5

He dropped his wings

On my train one day

And never learned to fly

I wonder what it takes to be Someone who knows why

The earth ain’t round

Unless you can

Teach yourself to fly

(And I said)

Slide over backwards

(Ooh yeah)

Slide over backwards

(Ooh Lord)

Slide over backwards

Let me ride

(Let me ride)

(People gotta tell you)

Slide over backwards

Slide over backwards

(Sometimes you gotta be free)

Slide over backwards

Let me ride

Yeah, some days in a lifetime you gotta be strong

Some days in lifetime you gotta be brave

Dig it on your knees sometimes

Sometimes you even gotta pray

Lord knows, Lord knows

What it is Sometimes I feel like I’m going down

Going down, going down for the very last time

Oh, don’t know what it is, don’t know what it is Sometimes, sometimes I feel like I’m going down

Don’t know, don’t know what it is Sometimes, sometimes I feel like I’m going down

Going down, going down for the very last time

Sometimes I feel like I’m going down

Down in my heart I pray

Ride over backwards

(Let me ride)

Ride over backwards

Ride over backwards

Let me ride

Ride over backwards

Let me ride

Let me ride