Lyrics:

Sitting at a red light
Down around Sunset
Girl pulled up beside me,
In a candy-apple red Corvette
She pulled down her shades, gave me a wink,
Gave her a little smile back.
Then she laughed as she hit the gas,
I remembered where I was at.

'Cause its hard to be cool when youre behind the wheel
Of an eight-passenger automobile.
In a big bubble, cruisin down the street,
With-a Barney blarin and a baby seat.
Hey, it can be done, but Im tellin you man,
Its hard to be cool in a minivan.

I used to have a souped-up hotrod,
Man I spared no costs.
Two-eighty four, four-on-the-floor ,
Headers and dual-exhaust.
About the time the family came,
Well thats the first thing that went,
The preacher said, "For better or worse..."
Now I know just what he meant.

'Cause its hard to be cool when youre behind the wheel
Of an eight-passenger automobile.
In a big bubble, cruisin down the street,
With-a Barney blarin and a baby seat.
Hey, it can be done, but Im tellin you man,
Its hard to be cool in a minivan.

Now, I wouldnt change my life a bit,
Im a lucky man I know.
Just wish my wife and kids could fit,
In a 67 GTO. Ho-ho-ho.

'Cause its hard to be cool when youre behind the wheel
Of an eight-passenger automobile.
In a big bubble, cruisin down the street,
With-a Barney blarin and a baby seat.
Hey, it can be done, but Im tellin you man,
Its hard to be cool in a minivan.

Come on boys, can I hear an "Amen"?
Its hard to be cool in a minivan.

I'm tryin' to be cool.
You kids keep it down back there,
Don't make me pull this thing over.
I mean it.
Honey, I am not lost. I am NOT lost.
I promise you, I know where I'm goin'.