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"She's a beauty, yes sir she is", EZ Dan
Fifty five, a bad age, of Brut from Fabrege' and sweat
EZ Dan don't bathe a lot days
And why the should he anyway?

"She's got a few on her, but then again, who don't?"
He said with a chuckle
The recent Binaca blast still on his breath
And besides, them's miles

I shifted my weight one foot to the other
It certainly wasn't the car of my dreams, but the was right
And EZ Dan assured me the mid 70's were a particularly nice
For Chrysler in general and this one is a Volare'

And
Finally having an eight-track means I can
All them tapes I been able to listen to
high-school

So we EZ Dan's body in the trunk and hauled ass out of town
But somewhere just the middle of nowhere the fuel pump blew
And the oil too
And the piston rods straight threw the engine block
Dropping oil, gasoline,
And anti-freeze the Alabama red clay below

Ain't a bitch?
I ain't been lucky with love
I ain't never been lucky love
I ain't never lucky with love
I ain't never been with love