| Well my baby you’re a looker and I know what you’re looking for
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| You’ve been looking over, every man at the bar
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| Honey, I know I’ve got a few years on you
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| But if you’re shopping around let me tell you a thing or two
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| Well I look a little rough and I got a few miles on me
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| My body needs work and my style ain’t what it used to be
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| And honey I’ll admit there’s places where I’m wearing thin
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| But I ain’t broke down, I just couldn’t hold it in
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| Well I may be worn, but baby I ain’t worn out
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| Let me take you for a ride and I’ll show you what I’m talking about
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| I guarantee, there’s a lot of me left to love
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| Well I may be used but baby I ain’t used up
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| I’ve been wrecked a few times and honey it shows I guess
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| There’s been once or twice that you could say that I was repossesed
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| There’s one little thing that I think ought to be understood
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| It aint how you look, it’s what you got under your hood
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| Well I may be worn, but baby I ain’t worn out
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| Let me take you for a ride and I’ll show you what I’m talking about
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| I guarantee, there’s a lot of me left to love
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| Well I may be used but baby I ain’t used up |