You turned the key and started the car
For me the new driver
I got behind the wheel and pressed the gas
You then tell me to go straight,
Left,
Right,
Turn around,
Go east,
Go west,
North
South
Many miles later im still not out of gas
And your still telling me where to go
Well now i have a license
Please let me drive on my own
Ben Smith
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/back-seat-driver/
