She's got cruise control, ABS & EFI, I keep her Michelins at 32 psi
Hey, little minivan, we're goin' to the children's museum
On icy mornings when I'm feeling my age,
I'm protected and warm in my steel cage
Her climate control really pumps out the heat,
And her dual air bags just can't be beat
She's rated real high by Consumer Reports
And her two front seats have got lumbar support
I've got the good driver rate and comprehensive insurance,
And she's loaded with electronic theft deterrents
Step away from the car, step away from the car
Step away from the car, step away from the car
We're a wild and rowdy bunch when you pass us by
Bobby's buggin' baby sister and makin' her cry
If I have to pull over someone's gonna pay
And it was fun, fun, fun, till Bobby took her teether away
(fun, fun, fun, fun)
Hey, little minivan, we're goin' to the pediatrician
Now the wife and I hardly ever date
'cause our baby sitter has to be home by 8
We hurry through dinner & go out and park,
with the fold-down seats we can nap till dark
I dream of Barracudas and souped-up Vettes,
Crazy games of chicken and drag race bets,
Then she wakes me up and says,
"Honey, don't be sad, our van's the classic Woody you never had."