Lyrics:

Driving down to Camber Sands
With all the windows down
All your pleasures flourish
As they hit the ground

One of your loves was a caring, sharing person
They had a lot of love to give
But you don't really want to share no more
And they don't seem to really care
About the young idea

Caravan, caravan
You could tow the nicest man
Caravan, caravan
In your green and pleasant land
Don't you know she still loves to play The Jam?

Entertaining Mister Sailing
For the seventh time
Summer isn't easy
When it's only ten by nine
Oh, but they don't seem
To really care about the young idea

Caravan, caravan
You could tow the nicest man
Caravan, caravan
In your green and pleasant land
Don't you know she still loves to play The Jam?

Caravan, caravan
You could tow the nicest man
In your new caravan
You just love to play The Jam
Caravan, caravan, caravan, caravan
Tow my caravan