Lyrics

Well he doesn’t have a driveway
so he parks in the street
it’s just one of the facts of life
when you live in DC

He thinks about the weather
the storm that came the night before

Now I see him standing nearby
and he doesn’t look happy
the angry old orange man
is shakin' his fist at me

I watched him leave for work
and then I took his parking spot

Here I am, turning my engine on
then he compliments my nice space!
Here I go, writing down his license plate
there he goes, filled with rage

A parody of Bob Seger, "Turn The Page"