Текст (слова) песни: Angry Johnny And The Killbillies - Chainsaw Charlie
Charlie got a chainsaw and a pickle jar of formaldehyde One way or another tonight she will be going for a ride The roses and the poems he wrote, somehow they didn`t win Samantha`s heart But tonight she will be Charlie`s, if he can only get that old Poulan to start Been sittin` in the shed so long, the oil in the case has turned to sludge Been yankin` on the cord all night but he can`t get the goddamn thing to budge Samantha will be walking by just like she does every night at 8 She`s leaving on the 10:05 tomorrow morning it`ll be too late Maybe it`s the spark plug, or the gas he siphoned from his daddy`s truck But that Poulan won`t cooperate, it looks like Charlie might be out of luck And here comes his Samantha whistling and walking down the street One last pull - the Poulan fires up and true love`s rolling past his feet Look at Charlie and Samantha another twisted modern fairly tale Samantha`s in a pickle jar somewhere and Charlie`s growing old in jail True love will make you crazy and some of us don`t handle it too good now that Poulan`s old and rusty - it`ll never cut another piece of wood yeah that Poulan`s old and rusty, and it`ll never cut another piece of wood.
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