Conversion

I was driving down the road
My wife with me all knowing
I signaled a turn coming up ahead
And she said, “Where are you going?”

I gestured to the turnoff
A nondescript spot
And answered her question,
“I’m turning in to a parking lot”

She didn’t stop to think
Declaring with a wink,
“I never saw you as that type”
“But now I get your yellow stripe”