Each time I think I've found a
Parking space, I'm going to
Walk away from the car I drove into
The heart of town
I can't park there
Signs are everywhere
And I've lost my light
'Cause I want to turn
But can't make a right

Took it for a spin
Now I'm all parked in
This painted curb's a downer
'Specially for an out-of-towner
Grind my gears and that's not nearly all

Painted curb
Painted curb

Behind the wheel I want to
Drive away, I've got to
Pull away, 'cause they don't really want
That driveway blocked
To make the scene
I need someplace
For my machine
And you think garaging's okay
But I'm sorry, I won't pay that way

Once I pulled right in
Now I just can't win
They're writing me a ticket
Telling me where I can stick it
Take my cash and I can't park at all

Painted curb
Painted curb
Can't stop my Regal
Zone's "no standing"--it's illegal
Babe I wanted to take in a show
But I'm gonna hit the road and go

Painted curb ...
No parking baby
Painted curb ...