| Wait a minute, see here
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| As I was motivating way back in town
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| I saw a Cadillac sign, it was flashing saying
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| No money down
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| So I eased on my brakes
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| And I pulled in the drive
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| And I’d gotten the motor twice
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| And then I walked inside
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| The dealer came to me, said
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| Trade in your Ford and I’ll put you in a car
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| That’ll lead up the road
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| He said, just tell me what you want
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| And then just sign this line baby
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| And I’ll have it delivered to you
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| Personally by hand in one hour’s time
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| Well, I wanna get that car
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| Oh, and I’m gonna head down the road
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| And I won’t have to worry
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| 'Bout my beat up, ragged Ford
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| Now, see here, Mister, I want a yellow convertible
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| A four-door deviant with a Continental spare
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| And beautiful white chrome wheels
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| Now, I want power steering
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| And you know, that goes with power brakes
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| And you better put a powerful motor under that hood cap
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| 'Cause I want a jet offtake
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| Another condition, listen
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| I want automatic heat and I want a pull-out bed
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| You understand, right there in my back seat
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| Ah, you give me short wave radio
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| Lay on some TV and a phone
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| See, I gotta talk to my woman
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| While I’m just cruising along
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| Hey, hey, I wanna get that car
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| Oh, I’m gonna head down the road
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| And no money down
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| And I won’t have to worry
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| 'Bout my wrecked up, beat up, ragged old Ford
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| Pick it up, uh, sure feels good, don’t it
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| Wait a minute here, see that?
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| I want four carburetors
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| Two straight exhausts
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| I want to burn that aviation fuel
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| I don’t care, I don’t care what it’ll cost
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| I want a railroad air horn, you know the type?
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| And a military spud
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| And see here, man
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| I want a five-year guarantee on everything I got
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| Understand?
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| And I want ten-dollar deductibles
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| Give me twenty dollar notes
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| You better have thirty thousand liability handy
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| That’s all for now
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| Never got that car
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| And I’m heading on down the
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| Heading down the road
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| And I ain’t worried no more
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| About my beat up, clapped up, run down old Ford |