It sits there in my car
A Satnav is a driver's friend
It tells you where you are
I have a little Satnav
I've had is most my life
It's better than the normal ones
My Satnav is my wife
It gives me full instructioms
Especially how to drive
"It's thirty miles an hour", it says
"You're doing thirty five"
It tells me when to stop and start
And when to use the brake
And tell me that it's never ever
Safe to overtake
It tells me when a light is red
And when it goes to green
It seems to know instinctively
Just when to intervene
It lists the vehicles just in front
And all those to the rear
And taking this into account
It specifies my gear
I'm sure no other driver
Has so helpful a device
For when we leave and lock the car
It still gives it's advice
It fills me up with counselling
Easch journey's pretty fraught
So why dont I exchange it
And get a quieter sort
Ah well, you see, it cleans the house
Makes sure I'm properly fed
It washes all my shirts and things
And keeps me warm in bed!
Despite all these advantages
And my tendency to scoff
I do so wish that once in a while
I could turm the dammed thing off
