Hard To Be Cool (In A Minivan)

Sittin' at a red light, down around Sunset| Girl pulled up beside me in a candy-apple-red Corvette| She pulled down her shades, gave me a wink | Gave her a little smile back | Then she laughed as she hit the gas, I remembered where I was at||Chorus: ‘Cause it's hard to be cool when you're behind the wheel| Of an eight passenger automobile| In a big bubble, cruisin' down the street| With Barney blarin' and a baby seat| Hey, it can be done, but I'm telling you man| It's hard to be cool in a minivan||Verse: I used to have a souped up hotrod| Man, I spared no costs| 284, four-on-the-floor, headers and dual exhaust| About the time the family came | Well, that's the first thing that went| The preacher said, ‘for better or worse,' now I know just what he meant| | (Repeat Chorus)||Bridge: Now, I wouldn't change my life a bit| I'm a lucky man, I know| Just wish my wife and kids could fit| In a '67 GTO|| (Repeat Chorus)||Tag: Come on boys, can I hear an amen| It's hard to be cool in a minivan|