I bought you for four hundred dollars when I was sixteen years old. Yes, I bought you for four hundred dollars when I was sixteen years old. Rust and screwed down carpet an eight track stereo. I bought you for four hundred dollars when I was sixteen years old. And I said Yes, my father said Yes, my mama said No it was two against one. I said Yes, my father said Yes, my mama said No it was two against one. You’re mine. Air compressor pushing sand blaster, over and over again. Air compressor pushing sand blaster, one coat of gray primer too. Economy paint job we masked half and still spent four hundred. Just a half ass paint job I told Mr. Earl Scheib to paint you white.