I’ll let you drive today, I’ll be shot gun

If you speed, we’ll be giddy. You deserve a thrill, you’ve been stuck inside too long.
While you give it gas, I’ll have my eyes peeled for pigs.
We agree they are better off on a sandwich with some eggs
Than in our home with really loud lights.

If that Camry wants to race, the sport button is right there kiddo, I’ll turn it on for you.
I’ll control your breathing, I’ll keep your heart under 100bpm, I won’t let you pass out.
We can scream when we drift, and laugh when we get left in the dust.
By the dreamy, dapper, dude and his oddly comforting camry.
We’ll enjoy every second of it

When that big ass dodge truck cuts you off and says something like
“Get off the road you fucking punk! You’re too young to drive!”
You might turn red, and cry. you might yell back. I’ll still be here to wipe your tears, keep your secrets, and let you punch me as hard as you can.

I don’t really care if kids aren’t allowed to drive big boy vehicles.
I’ll let you drive this one because
I had to drive our kiddy-car.
I know you’ll take us down the scenic route