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I was watchin' late night T V long 'bout two or three
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There wer'n't nothin' but commercials with ol' movies breakin' in |
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Billy Bob "The King of Used Cars" came on hawkin' his
great deals |
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He said "Y'all don't need no credit... I can set you up
on wheels
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My lot opens up at sunrise an' don't close until
midnight |
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If y'all come on down to see me then I'm gonna treat
you right |
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I don't care if you've gone bankrupt or been laid off
from your job |
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There's no hassle 'bout financin' with 'The Bank of
Billy Bob'!"
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Lay one hundred percent down then you pay zero
every week |
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Any fine mo-tor ve-hic-le can be yours as sure's
we speak |
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Billy Bob won't charge you int'rest... he won't send
you up the creek |
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Lay one hundred percent down then you pay zero
every week
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So I thumbed a ride to meet him... told him I could use
a truck |
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When he checked my T R dub-ya he said "Bubba you're in
luck |
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Tho' you live on unemployment an' your credit picture's bleak |
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I've got just the pickup truck for you on special sale this week"
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Now that truck was one sweet cream puff with a donut
steerin' wheel |
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Billy Bob cut down his price for me... he claimed I got
a steal |
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An' for just a hundred extra he threw in his guarantee... |
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If I bought an' didn't like it he would buy it back
from me
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Lay one hundred percent down then you pay zero
every week |
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Any fine mo-tor ve-hic-le can be yours as sure's
we speak |
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Billy Bob won't charge you int'rest... he won't send
you up the creek |
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Lay one hundred percent down then you pay zero
every week
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Well I cruised into the sunset feelin' like a
millionaire |
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Texas crude oil in my crankcase... four tires full o'
Dee-troit air |
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By the time I drove but ten miles of the fifteen to my
town |
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That ol' truck had overheated an' completely broken
down
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I towed 'er back to Billy Bob's like a dead fish on a
hook |
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He said "Son I see your problem... I don't even have to
look |
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You're one rowdy cowboy driver... tried to make this
pickup fly |
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In such cases read your fine print... 'Guarantee Does
Not Apply'!"
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Lay one hundred percent down then you pay zero
every week |
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Any fine mo-tor ve-hic-le can be yours as sure's
we speak |
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Billy Bob won't charge you int'rest... he won't send
you up the creek |
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Lay one hundred percent down then you pay zero
every week
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