John: Gotta get shotgun... Bobby: Gotta get Danny: Gotta get All: GOTTA GET SHOTGUN! Chorus: Gotta get shotgunnn! John: The time is now and the race has begun when that car's in sight I'm gonna call shotgun Bobby: In the front we will carry on a conversation inadvertently excluding the guys in the back Danny: I only wish to be the guy who helps out in the front seat by using my free hands to cycle through the tracks Bryan: It's my car, so I never get to call- All: Shotgun John: When I get it I'll be prince of the road those other guys don't stand a chance Bobby: I've got the power and I'm ready to explode I'm in position for my final advance Danny: I'll be riding high in my paradise of leg room while those other guys'll be rotting in their backseat tomb Bobby: It's clear that All: Shotgun is mine! Shotgun shotty shotty shotty shotgun (repeats)