I was looking for a cheap car in the Sunday classifieds
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When an ad jumped out and hit me right between my bugged out eyes
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It was a two year old Mercedes, only seven-hundred bucks
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I couldn't make my trembling fingers dial that number fast enough
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The woman who picked up the phone said, ''Yes, it's still for sale
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But I've had about one-thousand calls so you'd better move your tail.''
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When I drove up that long driveway with the cash there in my hand
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She met me at the garage with a short skirt and a tan
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We took it for a test drive, I couldn't believe my luck
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She said, ''I'll throw in them old Palmer golf clubs there in the trunk.''
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None of this was making sense but then it dawned on me
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She referred to her old man as a cheating S O B.
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Chorus:
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It was a classic case of woman scorned
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She'll make that man wish he had never been born
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She's a forty something year old judge and jury
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Hell hath no fury like revenge of a middle aged woman.
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So she took me out to breakfast, put it on his credit card
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By the time they poured the coffee, she was pouring out her heart
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Stories of his sneaking round and sordid escapades
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Secretaries, waitresses, and bimbos half his age
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She said, ''You know there's one thing I ought to thank him for
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He ticked me off so much, I put new locks on my doors.''
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Chorus:
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It was a classic case of woman scorned
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She'll make that man wish he had never been born
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She's a forty something year old judge and jury
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Hell hath no fury like revenge of a middle aged woman.
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Well, I believe good wine and women get better with time
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And if you ask me that man's a fool or else he must be blind
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I'll never know his motives, can't get inside his head
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But, I'm driving his mercedes and I'm sleeping in his bed.
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Chorus:
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It was a classic case of woman scorned
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She'll make that man wish he had never been born
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She's a forty something year old judge and jury
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Hell hath no fury like revenge of a middle aged woman.
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I know I oughta feel guilty about something
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Revenge of a Middle-Aged Woman
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Tracy Byrd |