Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Money Down, artist - Humble Pie. Album song Thunderbox, in the genre Прогрессивный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1973
Record label: A&M
Song language: English
No Money Down |
Wait a minute, see here |
As I was motivating way back in town |
I saw a Cadillac sign, it was flashing saying |
No money down |
So I eased on my brakes |
And I pulled in the drive |
And I’d gotten the motor twice |
And then I walked inside |
The dealer came to me, said |
Trade in your Ford and I’ll put you in a car |
That’ll lead up the road |
He said, just tell me what you want |
And then just sign this line baby |
And I’ll have it delivered to you |
Personally by hand in one hour’s time |
Well, I wanna get that car |
Oh, and I’m gonna head down the road |
And I won’t have to worry |
'Bout my beat up, ragged Ford |
Now, see here, Mister, I want a yellow convertible |
A four-door deviant with a Continental spare |
And beautiful white chrome wheels |
Now, I want power steering |
And you know, that goes with power brakes |
And you better put a powerful motor under that hood cap |
'Cause I want a jet offtake |
Another condition, listen |
I want automatic heat and I want a pull-out bed |
You understand, right there in my back seat |
Ah, you give me short wave radio |
Lay on some TV and a phone |
See, I gotta talk to my woman |
While I’m just cruising along |
Hey, hey, I wanna get that car |
Oh, I’m gonna head down the road |
And no money down |
And I won’t have to worry |
'Bout my wrecked up, beat up, ragged old Ford |
Pick it up, uh, sure feels good, don’t it |
Wait a minute here, see that? |
I want four carburetors |
Two straight exhausts |
I want to burn that aviation fuel |
I don’t care, I don’t care what it’ll cost |
I want a railroad air horn, you know the type? |
And a military spud |
And see here, man |
I want a five-year guarantee on everything I got |
Understand? |
And I want ten-dollar deductibles |
Give me twenty dollar notes |
You better have thirty thousand liability handy |
That’s all for now |
Never got that car |
And I’m heading on down the |
Heading down the road |
And I ain’t worried no more |
About my beat up, clapped up, run down old Ford |