Tracy Byrd - Revenge Of A Moddle Aged Woman Lyrics

Revenge of a middle aged woman

I was looking for a cheap car in the Sunday classifieds
When an add jumped out and hit me right between my bugged out eyes
It was a two year old Mercedes for seven hundred bucks
I couldnt make my tremblin fingers dial that number fast enough
The woman who picked up the phone said yes its still for sale
But I had about a thousand calls so you better move your tail

When I drove up that long driveway with the cash there in my hands
She met me at the garage in a short skirt and a tan
When we took it for a test drive I couldnt believe my luck
She said Ill throw in those Arnold golf clubs there in the trunk
None of this was makin sense but then it dawned on me
When she reffered to her old man as that cheatin S.O.B.

It was a classic case of a woman scorned
Shell make that man wish he had never been born
Shes a forty something year old judge and jury
Hell have no fury like revenge of a middle aged woman

So she took me out to breakfast put it on his credit card
And by the time they poured the coffee she was pouring out her heart
Stories of his sneekin round and sorted escapades
Secretaries, waitresses, and bimbos half his age
She said you know theres one thing I outta thank him for
Well he ticked me off so much I put new locks on the doors

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Well I believe good wine and women get better with time
And if you ask me that mans a fool or else he must be blind
Ill never know his motives, cant get inside his head
But Im drivin that Mercedes, and Im sleepin in his bed

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Tag: Revenge of a middle aged woman

Spoken:I know I outa feel guilty about somethingI just cant think of what it might be.