The Red Corvette

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One morning while reading the paper, in search of a new set of wheels
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The classifieds had a most curious ad in their listing of automobiles
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I read in suspicious amusement what seemed like a great stroke of luck
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"Corvette Stingray," it said, "low mileage, bright red, '83 model -- sixty-five bucks"


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Well I was used to my newspaper's typos, still I called up that number straightway
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"'Bout that '83 'Vette -- have you sold the thing yet?"  She said, "No, you're my first call
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 today"
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I said, "There's been some mistake in the paper, they've printed the price wrong somehow"
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"Oh, no," replied she, "they got that from me."  I said, "Don't sell that car, I'm leaving now"


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Well her address was in the part of the city where I'd ventured just one time or two
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Where the doctors, bank presidents, and lawyers are residents, and the houses are massive and 
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new
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As I drove up her half-a-mile driveway,     there in the heat of the day
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In the sunlight it gleamed, the car of my dreams -- just sixty-five dollars away


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Well the interior was done in of white leather, it had a 587 V-8
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Gull wingspan doors, Hurst four-on-the-floor, and the 8-channel tape deck was great
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There was chrome on the chrome on the fenders   An aerodynamic design
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A bar, a TV, and it was bogglin' to me that for sixty-five bucks it was mine


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Well I expected that this woman was crazy,   to sell off this car at that price
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But as we walked down the lane she seemed perfectly sane -- she was charming and really quite
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 nice
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And she smiled in such great satisfaction   as she handed me title and keys
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I said, "I've just got to know why you've let this thing go -- what's wrong with this car, 
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tell me, please?"


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Said she, "I'll be sixty come Tuesday,   and I've lived here with my husband Earl
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After thirty years wed, and without a word said, he left me for a young teenage girl
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With his credit cards left here behind him, I knew that he couldn't get far
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Last night from Florida he sent a wire to me, said, 'I need money, dear -- sell the car!'"