[Verse] Step right up, folks, gather 'round the stand, I've got treasures here, all secondhand. From a broken clock to a three-legged chair, You won’t find bargains like these anywhere. [Chorus] Going once, going twice, sold to the man, With a dollar in his pocket and a frying pan. It's junk to some, but it's gold to you, Come on, folks, bid a buck or two! [Verse 2] There's a lamp with no shade, it’s a little bent, A suitcase that smells like a basement vent. A toaster that burns, but it works alright, Who’ll give me a quarter? Don’t be polite! [Chorus] Going once, going twice, sold to the gal, With a wild-eyed grin and a hand-me-down pal. It's junk to some, but it's gold to you, Come on, folks, bid a buck or two! [Bridge] That old guitar, it’s got one string, But imagine the songs that it could bring. And that rusty bike, it’s a sight to see, Might be perfect for a junkyard spree! [Verse 3] There’s a mirror cracked, but it still reflects, A box of hats, each one collects. A cuckoo clock that won’t cuckoo, Who’ll start the bid at a buck or two?
