Paroles Savage Garden - Car Salesman de Chris Moyles

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Textes et Paroles de Savage Garden - Car Salesman




Every time I need to see your face I just close my eyesAt Christmas time I like to eat lots of warm mince piesAnd then I get into my car and I driveIt's a really nice car, chicachicachentaDrivin' up and down the roads, makes me feel hardI never drink and drive, because I might just be barredAnd then I'd have to take the bus, or even a cabOr a tube or a trainOr even a push bikeCome and stand and look at my mo'orWhen I'm old, I'll give it to my daugh'erDo not try to steal my car 'causeI can sue youI'm a car salesmanI am no way a dustmanAnd I sell new and used carsI like sellin'And I really like yellin'If I could, I'd have a dealership in marsWhen I started off I was a young little boyMy Daddy always taught me not to play with my toysInstead he took me out and then we worked on his carHe had a little problemIt was c-c-carburettorNow that I'm a man, In have a car of my ownI polish every Sunday leaving out to my homeMy dealership is bigger, have an office and deskAnd I employ lots of people, including a ladyMy name's Dave and this is my showroomTake my holiday each year in JuneEven have my own villaIn IbizaI'm a car salesmanI am no way a dustmanAnd I sell new and used cars (new and used cars)I like sellin'And I really like yellin'If I could I'd have a dealership in mars

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