She parked my van last night, so tight,
In this crowded space,
And I'm gonna scrape the sides again,
I miss my turns so much, miss my grace,
It's hard to navigate, in this parking space.

And I think it's gonna be a long, long drive,
'Til I escape, oh how I strive,
I'm not the driver they'd commend,
Oh no, no, no, I'm a mess in a dented van.

Van ain't the kind of ride to glide with ease,
It's a challenge to steer,
And there's no room to back up without a sneer,
And all this squeezing, it's hard to stand,
It's just my dented van, oh what a brand.

And I think it's gonna be a long, long haul,
'Til I park this thing, oh what a call,
I'm not the parker they'd commend,
Oh no, no, no, I'm a struggler in a dented van.

And all this time I've spent so stressed,
Trying to fit, it's a parking test,
Oh no, no, no, I'm a struggler in a dented van.

And I think it's gonna be a long, long ride,
'Til I find an exit, no need to hide,
I'm not the roadster they'd commend,
Oh no, no, no, I'm a journeyman in a dented van.

And I think it's gonna be a long, long drive,
'Til I reach a point where I feel alive,
I'm not the star they'd comprehend,
Oh no, no, no, just a traveler in my dented van.