[Verse 1] She's behind the wheel, my girl, a sweet and lovely thing. Her conscience is screaming, rum from yesterday's fling. She drank with John, they were wild and they were crazy. The instructor's yelling, waving his hands all hazy. [Verse 2] The instructor's pulling out his hair, 'cause he's about to crack. A police siren blares again, right there behind their back. She flew across the crosswalk, an old lady gasps for air. A minor heart attack, seniors are in despair. [Chorus] Taking driving school on a Monday after all the fun, is not what a young girl should do, when the weekend's done. You step on the pedals with a heavy hippo's grace, not much of the instructor's gray hair is left in its place. [Verse 3] Road signs, they're just a myth, that's what this young girl says. She just ignores them all, lives life her own ways. A "no turn" sign? She turns, just like she doesn't care. A one-way street the wrong way, what a beautiful nightmare. [Verse 4] The instructor and inspector are both slumped in their seats. Their stomachs are churning, from all these crazy feats. "Let's just give her the license, before we do this again." This girl has to pass, right now, on her first try, my friend. [Chorus] Taking driving school on a Monday after all the fun, is not what a young girl should do, when the weekend's done. You step on the pedals with a heavy hippo's grace, not much of the instructor's gray hair is left in its place. [Verse 5] Now she's flying down the streets, like a maniac on the loose. Pedestrians are jumping, they can't handle this abuse. John's driving school, you know it's a special style. This young lady will tell you, she'll admit it with a smile. [Chorus] Taking driving school on a Monday after all the fun, is not what a young girl should do, when the weekend's done. You step on the pedals with a heavy hippo's grace, not much of the instructor's gray hair is left in its place. [Outro] All of this was just a collection of silly rhymes. Don't let it mess with your head, in these modern times. You'll handle driving school, I'm sure you will, you see. No need to hide behind your mom's feathers, you'll be free.
