Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
Joe Bonamassa
I walked into your store
Just to have a look around
Asked if you could help me
With the bargain that I found
Tried to explain to you, darling
I was just a working man
You came up with some term, little girl
I just couldn't understand
Little lady, little lady
You sure drive a hard bargain
The price you're asking, mama
Is too much for me to pay
Now you're trying to tell me
I can't have it layaway
I know your merchandise is good
Your sample proved it so
If it was to kill me, little girl
What a good way to go
Little lady, little lady
You sure drive a hard bargain
I'm just a guy in town
And it's plain for me to see
If I come into your store
You're gonna make a stock boy out of me
Little lady, little lady
You sure drive a hard bargain
Drive a hard bargain
Little lady
You sure drive a hard bargain