Hey get down honey. Get on the road pedal up the gas. No time for goin' slow she drives us hard and fast. 'Till her wheels come off 'till her paint peels off. A tatooed road warrior she never gets enough. Oh oh oh oh she's a part of the show. Our sweet home away from home. We eat sleep pee in a can. Just to play for our fans. She's a rock 'n roll van and and and. She's our Band Van. Looks like a burrito exploded. Band Van. Whew someone must be gassy and bloated. Our Band Van. Smells like a cage at the zoo. Band Van. Is that a roadie is still in there too. Band Van. Drums guitars and clothes everywhere. Band Van. Look I found somebody's hair. Our Band Van. She Drives likes she is one for us. Band Van. She's the Rock'in Weasel's tour bus