Grand Caravan
In a way that lease we broke is a good thing you see
We can travel forever now, it only just set us free
We can see the sights outside the city lights
Come on with me sweetie, we'll soar to new heights
We can go to the ocean and put our toes in the sand
Wish upon the stars and sleep in the Caravan
There are truck stops with pretty good Dinners
Nothing to stop us, unless we get flat tires
I can make some money there playing my guitar solos
We'll keep basically to ourselves and ignore the hobos
I know a interstate highway that runs west
We'll save money bathing as we're dressed
We could lay out and drip dry on the shore
And then never want for anything more
Lets get that sixty two dollars out of the bank
It will be more than enough to fill up the tank
Just you and me against the open road
We can search the beaches for lost gold
Just pack up the van with only our clothes
In no time at all, we'll be smelling like a rose
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