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
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