Rusty hinges, rusty frameShe was a beauty and the traitorSo I signed my nameNow she's parked out backAnd I'm feeling a little unwiseGot a smooth shift, low milesBut a peek under her skirtJust drives me wildBoy, it's hard to see anything comingBut the stars in your eyesDoes anybody want to buy a half-ton van?She's got the V8 engineAnd an Indiana tanYour best offer is my worst fearWhy don't you take her for a spin?She'll go anywhere the dealer swore she canDoes anybody want to buy a half-ton van?She'll go anywhere the dealer swore she canCold heat, hot airTest drive her off the main roadShe's better than the fareThat crack in the windshieldWas keeping the price way downDon't mind the holeDon't mind the smellLeaks a little up the cheekBarely tellSitting on the lot for monthsWhat'd they find I found?What'd they find I found?Does anybody want to buy a half-ton van?She's got the 5.7 diesel in demandYou gotta keep in mindThey all run until they ranJust go anywhereJust don't make too many plansDoes anybody want to buy a half-ton van?Does anybody want to buy a half-ton van?Between you and meIt's better than it seemsNo lowballsI know what I got in this thingI was gonna take it through the auto walkBut it needs some weather strippingIf you take it off my handsI'll fill the tank for freeDoes anybody want to buy a half-ton van?You'd be the envy of nearly every traveling bandMost of the time I'm the one who's got it allMost of the cylinders are firingAnd you don't really need the ones that canJust keep her away from snow, salt, sandDoes anybody want to buy a half-ton van?Resale value's fairMake me an offer