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

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

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

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

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

Ain't that a
I ain't been lucky with love
I ain't never been lucky with
I never been lucky with love
I ain't been lucky with love