Turn left here - oh my god
Forget it no - turn right
That u-turn you idiot
Was really quite a sight
Watch for that car jesus christ
It's on the other side
This is the last time I'll take you for a ride
'Coz you're a backseat driver
Telling me what to do
You're a backseat driver
Don't try to make me be like you
The light is red it's obvious
That you're unable to see
What kinda driver
Are you s'posed to be
You yell right in my ear
Then you scream and shout
If you don't like the way I drive
Open the door and get out
'Coz you're a backseat driver
Telling me what to do
You're a backseat driver
Don't try to make me be like you
Well I am sick and tired
Of listening to you talk
If you don't like the way I drive
Just get out and walk
You say forget it
I really don't wanna go
Well that makes me smile
And turn up the radio
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