Driving Miss Daisy is driving me crazy
Don’t know where she wants to go.
On closer inspection, her sense of direction
Is always against the flow.

“Lost” is too kind a word
For this corner of the world

I don’t ask questions, or hope for suggestions,
Just keep my eyes on the road.
Rear view mirror, things become clearer
She can’t tell me what she don’t know.

“Lost” is too kind a word
For this corner of the world

I hear some distant sirens moan.
Wondering how she made us leave home.
These streets have minds of their own (minds of their own)
Now I don’t know where to begin.
In a place we’ve already been
Pass the same houses again and again and again and again and again

Anticipation of our destination
Just isn’t crossing her mind
I’m practically weeping, she’s finally sleeping
The only peace we can find

I’m in this thing so deep
Finally got the baby to sleep
The only reason I’m alive
Is taking Daisy for a drive
Taking Daisy for a drive