The lanes were made to drive your car
They've become a parking lot
So I prefer to schlep some kids
Then I don't sit and rot

My Dodge Caravan may be quite monumental
So diamond lane's a mom's best friend
As fast as I can, my appointment is dental
I'll take someone's brat, he'll get me there in no time flat
It's a pain, the other lane
And the tempers flare and bumpers bend
Those tickets cost some bread
So cops see several heads
Diamond lane's a mom's best friend

Speed along....Heartily

Talking long, on my cell phone, tell those kids to shut up!

There may come a time when I have to take side streets
But diamond lane's a mom's best friend
Where I have to go there is usually some wide streets
Grab a kid to show, I'm on the go, get in the flow
If they cry or ask me why
I say they can bring along a friend
It's then off to shopping, without too much stopping
Diamond lane's a mom's best friend

To drive all alone is distinctly moronic
For diamond lane's a mom's best friend
When kids drive me nuts I just sip a gin and tonic
It's quick and sweet under my seat and helps the stress
One slight buzz won't tempt the fuzz
Just don't drive ninety-five 'round the bend
I'm on time every day
Get the hell out of my way
Diamond.....diamond
I don't mean the shoulder!
Yes, diamond lane's a mom's best friend