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Revenge of a aged woman

I was for a cheap car in the Sunday classifieds
When an add jumped out and hit me right my bugged out eyes
It was a two year old for seven hundred bucks
I make my tremblin fingers dial that number fast enough
The woman who picked up the phone said yes its for sale
But I had about a thousand calls so you better move tail

When I drove up that long driveway the cash there in my hands
She met me at the garage in a skirt and a tan
When we took it for a test drive I couldnt my luck
She said Ill throw in those golf clubs there in the trunk
None of this was sense but then it dawned on me
When she reffered to her old man as that S.O.B.

It was a case of a woman scorned
make that man wish he had never been born
Shes a forty something old judge and jury
Hell have no fury like revenge of a aged woman

So she took me out to put it on his credit card
And by the time poured the coffee she was pouring out her heart
Stories of his sneekin round and escapades
Secretaries, waitresses, and half his age
She you know theres one thing I outta thank him for
Well he me off so much I put new locks on the doors

Well I believe good wine and get better with time
And if you ask me that mans a fool or else he must be
Ill never know his motives, cant get inside his
But Im drivin Mercedes, and Im sleepin in his bed

Tag: Revenge of a middle aged

Spoken:I know I outa feel about somethingI just cant think of what it might be.