Ian Kelly - The Van Song lyrics

You're drunk I'm a drunk and were in love

You're a punk he slam's dunk you're a whore for...

You believe self-respect is a brand of jeans

You believe in the thoughts of a Buddha

I am far from your ideas I eat Gouda

It's a little funny how you tickle Elmo

I don't want to waste this

You don't understand

I'm in the city and I lost my van

You like the chill of a pill in a soda

You love the taste of the paste that goes in ya

You eat sushi with vanilla and the green wasabi

You wear your shades indoor

Naked feet on the floor

You cross your arms when you're shy in front of raspberry pie

You eat your greens and it sure makes you feel happy

I don't want to waste this

You don't understand

I'm in the city and I lost my van

It's quite a shame it was a really nice van

With the flames on the hood, in a proud neiborhood

I misplaced it probably ‘cause I am a soulful guy in the month of July

Now I'm stuck drivin' this rusty jetta

‘Cause I was in the sack with her owner Roberta

I've gotta leave point "b" and get back to me

Once you've found life inside me

It will take you such a stand

I've found a rock you're so unhappy

Take the wheel I'll take commands

Now I've been walking through the city

Loosing vans and virginities

Be a brave don't be a slave

Be in control and sing this phrase:

I don't want to waste this

You don't understand

I'm in the city and I lost my van