God Bless My S.U.V.
Well, I've heard that other countries are down on the US
A land of mass consumption, our lives filled with excess
But my daddy wasn't fightin' on Normandy that day
For the right to drive a Hyundai
I refuse to live that way

And I'm proud to be an American who gets just 5 mpg
Though I live alone, the car I own can seat 103
I'll gladly park so close to you when you pull out you can't see
I'll never trade
My Escalade
God bless my S.U.V

Well, the road may have congestion, but, hey, I'll get there alive
So don't pester me with questions, like "What would Gandhi drive?"
And you won't catch me in Starbucks if I need a drink or snack
When I bought this ship
She came equipped
With a Starbucks in the back

And I'm proud to be an American with a car that fits my rear
The cash I put down could have fed a town in Somalia for a year
(First version)
I gladly go and fight Saddam, he'd lose a war with me
You'll be stuck in mud
When he sends his Scud
But not my S.U.V

(Second version)
You wanna send me a birthday card, well check that address with me
When I'm on the road
Got my own zip code
Just for my S.U.V