The teenager chatters to his dad br As he speeds the interstate and brags br About how fast he drives his car br He hears his nagging grandmother say, "Luck, so far". br His mother sits behind him and prays br That he'll come to his senses and stop this craze br Later, she'll take him off and chew him out br And suffer in agony as they shout br She'll ask him to vision a scene on the side of the road br Two little girls and a teenager robbed of a chance to grow old br How can we reach this boy before it's too late br Get him to understand that lives are not his to take br Shall we explain the distance objects travel after impact br And tell him that is a proven fact br Will he listen as we preach br Keeping him and others alive is what we seek br I hope he gets the message and lives a very long time br To write his grandson such caring messages in rhyme.