It was Tuesday morning,
I was mowing the yard,
The mower lost power,
And it lost it hard.
I need a mechanic--
One that will treat me right.
I need a mechanic;
Baby, I'm so uptight.
The grass is still growing.
I'll sit in the shade.
It'll keep on growing
While I drink my lemonade.
I need a mechanic--
One that will treat me right.
I need a mechanic;
Baby, I'm so uptight.
Gonna move to the city
Where there ain't no yard,
Where there's bricks and pavement
And the concrete's so hard.
I need a mower mechanic--
One that will treat me right.
I need a mechanic;
Baby, I'm so uptight.
Good one! But I think you are stretching it about moving to the city! LOL
ReplyDeleteHope you get it fixed (good & Cheap).
Amazing folks throw lawn mowers away, Mark had 20 of them and half would run, at the last house he remodeled. He scrapped after work every day.
I was shocked at the stuff he brought home.
Any way good luck, and I did like the poem....
Love from Nashville.....