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I was Dlooking for a cheap car in the Sunday classifies
DWhen an ad jumped out and hit me right between my bugged out eyes
It was a tGwo year old mercedes for 700 bucks
I couldn't mDake my trembling fingers dial that number fast enough
The woAman who picked up the phone said yGes it's still for sale
n.c.
But I've had about a 1000 calls so you better move your tail
Dwhen I drove up that long driveway with cash there in my hands
Dshe met me at the garage in a short skirt and a tan
when we tGook it for a test drive I couldn't believe my luck
She said,
ID'll throw in them Arnold Palmer golf clubs there in the trunk
Anone of this was making sense but tGhen it dawned me
n.c.
when she referred as her old man as that cheatin' s.o.b.
It's a wGas a classic case of a woman scorn
DShe'll make that man wish he had never been born
She a foGrty something year old judge and jury
AHell has no fury like reGvenge of a midFdle-aged wo-mDan
DSo she took me out to breakfast put it on his credit card
DAnd by the time they poured the coffee she was pouring out her heart
SGtories of his sneaking round and sorted escapades
SeDcretaries waitresses and bimbos half his age
She sAaid you know there is one thing I ouGght to thank him for
n.c.
But he ticked me off so much I put new locks on the doors
GDGA
DI believe good wine and woman get better with time
DAnd if you ask me that man's a fool or else he must be blind
I'll neGver know his motives can't get inside his head
but ID'm driving that Mercedes and I'm sleeping in his bed
to chorus, to ending
ENDING:
ReFvenge of a miAddle-aged Gwo-mDan
"I know I ought to feel guilty about something
I just cant't think of what it might be"
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