No More Money Down Songtext
von Chuck Berry
No More Money Down Songtext
As I was motivatin′
Back in town
I saw a Cadillac sign sayin'
"No money down"
So I eased on my brakes
And I pulled in the drive
Gunned my motor twice
Then I walked inside
Dealer came to me
Said, "Trade in your Ford
And I′ll put you in a car
Then eat up the road
Just tell me what you want
And then sign that line
And I'll have it brought down to you
In a hour's time"
I′m gonna get me a car
And I′ll be headed on down the road
Then I won't have to worry
About that broken down, ragged Ford
Well, Mister I want a yellow convertible
Four door de Ville
With a continental spare
And a wide chrome wheel
I want power steering
And power brakes
I want a powerful motor
With a jet off take
I want air condition
I want automatic heat
And I want a full Murphy bed
In my back seat
I want shortwave radio
I want TV and a phone
You know I gotta talk to my baby
When I′m ridin' alone
Yes, I′m gonna get that car
And I'm gonna head on down the road
Yeah, then I won′t have to worry
About that broken down, ragged Ford
I want four carburetors
And two straight exhausts
I'm burnin' aviation fuel
No matter what the cost
I want railroad air horns
And a military spark
And I want a five-year guarantee
On everything I got
I want ten dollar deductible
I want 20 dollar notes
I want 30 thousand liability
That′s all she wrote
I got me a car
And I′m headed on down the road
No money down
I don't have to worry
About that broken down, ragged Ford
Back in town
I saw a Cadillac sign sayin'
"No money down"
So I eased on my brakes
And I pulled in the drive
Gunned my motor twice
Then I walked inside
Dealer came to me
Said, "Trade in your Ford
And I′ll put you in a car
Then eat up the road
Just tell me what you want
And then sign that line
And I'll have it brought down to you
In a hour's time"
I′m gonna get me a car
And I′ll be headed on down the road
Then I won't have to worry
About that broken down, ragged Ford
Well, Mister I want a yellow convertible
Four door de Ville
With a continental spare
And a wide chrome wheel
I want power steering
And power brakes
I want a powerful motor
With a jet off take
I want air condition
I want automatic heat
And I want a full Murphy bed
In my back seat
I want shortwave radio
I want TV and a phone
You know I gotta talk to my baby
When I′m ridin' alone
Yes, I′m gonna get that car
And I'm gonna head on down the road
Yeah, then I won′t have to worry
About that broken down, ragged Ford
I want four carburetors
And two straight exhausts
I'm burnin' aviation fuel
No matter what the cost
I want railroad air horns
And a military spark
And I want a five-year guarantee
On everything I got
I want ten dollar deductible
I want 20 dollar notes
I want 30 thousand liability
That′s all she wrote
I got me a car
And I′m headed on down the road
No money down
I don't have to worry
About that broken down, ragged Ford
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