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Revenge of a Middle-Aged Woman Karaoke

Tracy Byrd

LyricsRevenge of a Middle-Aged Woman

I was lookin' for a cheap car

In the Sunday classifieds

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 tremblin'

Fingers dial that number

Fast enough

The woman who picked

Up the phone

Said yes it's still for sale

But I've had about

A thousand calls so ya

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 couldn't believe my luck

She said I'll throw in them

Arnold Palmer golf clubs

There in the trunk

None of this was makin' sense

But then it dawned on me

When she referred to

Her old man

As that cheatin' s.o.b.

It was a classic case of a

Woman scorned

She'll make that man wish

He ain't never been born

She's a forty-somethin' year old

Judge and jury

Hell hath no fury like

Revenge of a middle age woman

So she took me out to breakfast

Put it on his credit card

And by the time they

Poured the coffee

She was pourin' out her heart

Stories of his sneakin' 'round

And sordid escapades

Secretaries waitresses

And bimbos half his age

She said you know

There's one thing I ought to

Thank him for

He ticked me off so much

I put new locks on the doors

It's a classic case of a

Woman scorned

She'll make that man wish

He ain't never been born

She's a forty-somethin' year old

Judge and jury

Hell hath no fury like

Revenge of a middle age woman

Well I believe good wine and

Women get better with time

And if you ask me

That man's a fool

Or else he must be blind

Well I'll never know his motives

Can't get inside his head

But I'm drivin' his Mercedes

And I'm sleepin' in his bed

It's a classic case

Of a woman scorned

She'll make that man wish

He ain't never been born

She's a forty-somethin' year old

Judge and jury

Hell hath no fury like

Revenge of a middle age woman

Revenge of a middle age woman

Spoken I know I ought to feel

Guilt about somethin'

I just can't think of

What it might be