Your white minivan isn't much,

But it's enough

To get us where we want to go

Or take us down some street we don't even know.

I love taking car rides with you

And finding some good music to jam out to.

Even if we don't know the song,

We still try to sing along.

It's the perfect escape,

Even if the mirror could use a little bit of tape.

Being there with you makes my heart jump,

And so does every little bump.

You always have fun things in there

Like a soccer ball, a longboard, and some shades to wear.

In the back, there are no seats,

Just maybe a couple of sheets.

"Good for siting on at the drive in," you said.

I almost did drop dead

At the thought of us

At the drive in together with no fuss.

See I love that little beat up old van,

I just might even be its biggest fan.