-The Nadas [G]pr[C]e-[F]ch[C]orus-F G I see you there in my headlights I guess I caught you by surprise You sit and stear like a deer on a highway And I can see through your disguise I guess I caught you red handed With your hand in the cookie jar I can't believe you had the nerve to do that In the back seat of my car It was my car, it was...