Based on a real story about a Gullwing I was trying to sell for a guy and every time I had a firm offer he raised his price. At one point I had had a real offer of 1.3 million and he still wouldn't sell on a car he owned for less than 4 months that didn't even run. He was going to double his money but it still wasn't enough. Suffice it to say we no longer talk to each other.........
Averice
I buy low and then sell high,
chisel me and I'll show you why,
I'm the one with all the money,
don't ask for none, don't call me honey.
I want it all and more than that,
I'll chew you up and eat your fat,
the life I choose, chooses me,
the more I get, the more it's glee.
I'm a little crazy from all this cash,
that's buried away in a hidden stash,
I'll cheat you all and have my way,
don't deal with me, the pundits say.
Chorus 1:
I'm love sick for my sweet honey,
ripe with greed and I loves my money.
There's no greater life than all of this,
than to be the king of averice.
And all those girls down on the strip,
all want favors and then a tip,
but I'm not paying for none of that,
I'm in love with me, that's where it's at.
I count my coins and pile them up,
I'd drink my tea from a rusty cup,
crush your car to sell the metals,
steal your bike and leave the pedals.
You'll never get the world for free,
I want the best and best is ME!
And when you pay, I'll raise the price,
I'll double down, it's oh so nice.
Chorus 2:
I'm love sick for my sweet honey,
ripe with greed and I loves my money,
there's no greater life than all of this,
'cause I'm the the god of averice.