I wasn't gonna tell you everything,
When I saw chocolate in your hair,
I knew you weren't so sweet, you weren't so sweet
I wasn't gonna look at your wedding ring,
but you smiled and said you knew him,
in the back of the car, the back of the car
Chorus
Now that were living in a van,
i dont care anymore
you sell beads to hippies on the beach
and im painting presidents on the pavement
I wasnt gonna throw a brick through mcdonalds,
but you told me that your sister
was born with birth defects, she had two sex
I wasn't gonna show you everything
But you mentioned that you loved me
while you were asleep, thats not too deep
Chorus
Now that were living in a van,
i dont care anymore
you sell beads to hippies on the beach
and im painting presidents on the pavement X 2
*Solo *
Now that were living in a van,
i dont care anymore
you sell beads to hippies on the beach
and im painting presidents on the pavement X3 yea