drinking coffee and steering your wheel.
checking out every cute guy you pass,
no sound out of place no squeals
trying not to be late for class
in mountains, and the starless sky.
whenever I enter my car I have joy
as I race passed the stores not stopping to buy
to give presents is up to the boy
praying I dont make sharp turns
stop to pick up my best friend ken
he gets in the leather seats burns
and hes not a five but a ten
we need to get to school before the first bell rings
I cant get another unexcused late
I will be grounded from my favorite things
and i will have to cancel my date