Revenge Of A Moddle Aged Woman Lyrics - Tracy Byrd

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.