I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people And I offered myself to the world I was a workshop owner I was a workshop owner
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me What a weasel And baby was a workshop owner Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin` That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher
It was a cold, snowy, rainy afternoon And we were sittin` there in high school, my school And Michael was a moonbeam maker And Michael was a moonbeam maker
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me What a weasel, oh no Baby was a workshop owner Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin` That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people And I offered myself to the world I was a workshop owner I was a workshop owner I was a workshop owner
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