Walter P. Hilliard - The Bobby Van Lyrics

Well that damn Bobby Van!
A Bobby Van goin' down the highway with a monkey butt goin' down the road with a Bobby Van
So why don't you get one
It's green and gold
With beige ass leather inside
The backseats dirty as hell
The carpet smells like puke
But it's a Bobby Van
I remember one night we were gonna go rent a tape from the video store
As we were drivin', Bobby's brother Martin let out a heave and puked all over that damn Bobby Van
It was a mess, his mom freaked out and busted ass while she was yellin' and cussin' Sayin' this is my new used hot damn bobby van!
As if the puke smell wasn't bad enough, Bobby's dad Mr Bitcheth had an idea
He got some fart spray as a gag gift from the porn store Never had a use for it until now
He opened up the doors, sprayed it like hell then shut the door and ran
That van stank like hot heaven when his mom went to work, his mom was pissed
Pissed enough to divorce Mr Bitcheth!
It's green and gold
With beige ass leather inside
The backseats dirty as hell
The carpet smells like puke
But it's a Bobby Van
Ohhhhhhh
That new used puke smellin shit sprayin' hot damn Bobby Van!
Bobbyyy Vannnnnnnn! Oh yeah!
Bobbyyy Vannnnnnnn!
It smells like an unwashed ass hole