The Tough Sell
Album(s): Gangstabilly, Gangstabilly (rerelease),Sung by: Patterson Hood
Written by: Patterson Hood
"She's a beaut, yes sir she is" said EZ DAN
Fifty five, a bad age, smelling of Brut from Fabergé and sweat.
EZ DAN don't bathe a lot these days and why the hell should he anyway?
"She's got a few miles on her, but then again, who don't?" he said with a slight chuckle,
the recent Binaca Blast still lingering on his breath,
"and besides, them's highway miles."
I shifted my weight from one foot to the other;
It certainly wasn't the car of my dreams, but the price was right.
And EZ DAN assured me that the mid 70's were a particularly nice period for Chrysler products in general,
"and this one was a Volare."
And besides, finally having an eight-track means I can play
all them tapes I ain't been able to listen to since high school.
So we stuffed EZ DAN's body in the trunk and we hauled ass out of town.
But somewhere just past the middle of nowhere the fuel pump blew.
And the oil pump too, and the piston rods hurled straight through the engine block.
Dropping oil, gasoline, water, and anti-freeze onto the Alabama red clay below
Ain't that a bitch?
I ain't never been lucky with love.
I ain't never been lucky with love.
I ain't never been lucky with love.
I ain't never been lucky with love.