You picked me up at my parents' place
Called your husband said that you'd be late
You had one last fare to take over 17
And it was raining
I'd been faking my way through sales circumstances
You said, "Do you mind if I turn on an NPR program?
Is it alright if they're talking about sexual harassment?
Do you donate to your local public radio?" you asked
Well what if I asked you this
"Is it alright if I freak out a little bit?
Sweat through my shirt onto the faux leather trim
Hey would it be cool if I pissed myself right here?"
Did you catch me thinking this in the rearview mirror
You moved from Minnesota a couple years ago
Life's been good but you miss your folks and the snow
You and your husband have been teaching yourselves to code
Orthodox Easter's the next time you'll go home
And you said, "Have you ever had your identity stolen?
Have you ever had an allergic reaction in a restaurant?
You know, this guy once used my card and bought
Three iPhones and a couple weeks ago
I broke out in hives after eating snails
In French that's 'escargot,' right?"
And I said, "Right"
We were almost there
Redwood and ocean air
Left myself behind
As you drove me through the night