[Intro: horn riff over fast punk drums, gang shout "Hey!"] [Verse 1: offbeat skank groove] It's a hundred and nine on the lot on Camelback The balloons are hangin' sideways and the tube man's lyin' flat I brought my little brother just to carry the water And the salesman shakes his hand and goes, so what are we lookin' at, partner? He's nineteen, he takes the bus, he's never even held a key And for twenty minutes Chad explains the engine to him, not to me [Pre-Chorus: drums build, gang answers] I got the invoice in my pocket (invoice!) I got the money and the time (money and the time!) Chad, eyes up here, Chad The only signature is mine [Chorus: full punk, gang shouts] Out the door! (out the door!) Give me one number, nothin' more Not a monthly, not a maybe, not a let me ask my boss Out the door! (out the door!) I can walk, I've done it before One number out the door Or I'm out the door [Verse 2: fast] He draws four little boxes and he circles monthly twice I say I'm payin' cash, he says, sure, but what's a monthly price Then he's off to see his manager, a man I never meet In a little glass office with his coffee and his feet up on the seat He comes back with a printout and a list of little lies Paint seal, fabric guard, and nitrogen in all the tires Three ninety nine for air? (three ninety nine for air?) Chad, it's a hundred and nine, and the air out here is free, I swear There's a doc fee and a dealer fee and a fee for the inflation A protection plan protectin' you from me and my patience [Pre-Chorus: drums build, gang answers] I got the invoice in my pocket (invoice!) I got the money and the time (money and the time!) Chad, eyes up here, Chad The only signature is mine [Chorus: full punk, gang shouts] Out the door! (out the door!) Give me one number, nothin' more Not a monthly, not a maybe, not a let me ask my boss Out the door! (out the door!) I can walk, I've done it before One number out the door Or I'm out the door [Breakdown: half time skank, horns drop out, then build] First time I walk, he laughs Second time I walk, he calls Third time I'm three trucks down the row And the showroom door goes bang against the wall [Spoken male, running and out of breath] Ma'am! Ma'am! Okay! Okay! (Out the door!) [Verse 3: full speed] So the manager writes a napkin, and it's the number in my head I sign it in block capitals, every fee is crossed in red My brother asks to drive it, and I hand him back the water And the tube man stands back up and waves us off like a proud father [Final Chorus: full punk, gang shouts, horns on top] Out the door! (out the door!) I got one number, nothin' more Not a monthly, not a maybe, not a let me ask my boss Out the door! (out the door!) Chad, I told you twice before I got one number out the door And I'm out the door [Outro: horn riff, one last hit] (Out the door!)
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