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