Revenge Of A Middle-aged Woman

I was looking for a cheap car in the Sunday classifies When an ad jumped out and hit me right between my bugged out eyes It was a two year old mercedes for 700 bucks I couldn't make my trembling fingers dial that number fast enough The woman who picked up the phone said yes it's still for sale n.c. But I've had about a 1000 calls so you better move your tail when I drove up that long driveway with 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 couldn't believe my luck She said, I'll throw in them Arnold Palmer golf clubs there in the trunk none of this was making sense but then it dawned me n.c. when she referred as her old man as that cheatin' s.o.b. It's a was a classic case of a woman scorn She'll make that man wish he had never been born She a forty something year old judge and jury Hell has no fury like revenge of a middle-aged wo-man 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 sneaking round and sorted escapades Secretaries waitresses and bimbos half his age She said you know there is one thing I ought to thank him for n.c. But he ticked me off so much I put new locks on the doors to chorus, lead I believe good wine and woman get better with time And if you ask me that man's a fool or else he must be blind I'll never know his motives can't get inside his head n.c. but I'm driving that Mercedes and I'm sleeping in his bed to chorus, to ending ENDING: Revenge of a middle-aged wo-man "I know I ought to feel guilty about something I just cant't think of what it might be"