morrissey
driving your girlfriend home
I'm driving Your girlfriend home And she's saying How she never chose you "Turn left", she says I turn left And she says "So how did I end up So deeply involved in The very existence I planned on avoiding?" And I can't answer I'm driving Your girlfriend home And she's laughing To stop herself crying "Drive on", she says I drive on And she says "So how did I end up Attached to this person When his sense of humour Gets gradually worser?" And I can't tell her I'm parking Outside her home And we're shaking hands Goodnight, so politely