Repo Man Songtext
von Bruce Springsteen

Well, there′s a man who leads a life of danger
With everyone he meets, he stays a stranger
He's a repo man
Oh baby, that′s a repo man

Well, hey big daddy cruisin' down the line
You don't make your monthly, that Mercedes is mine
I′m a repo man
Hey buddy, I′m a repo man

Well, dead beats, tax cheats, you on welfare
Had a little dry spell, repo man don't care
A repo man lives by a code
You don′t pay and I own your little piece of the road

Hide it in the city, hide it in the 'burbs
You wake up and it′s gone 'fore you can say the words
Repo man
Quick, baby, it′s the repo man
Come on, baby

Here comes Marty


Well, grifters, bums, hard cases, and slobs
A real repo man, he loves his job
Couldn't tell you how many times I could've got killed or laid
You shouldn′t have bought it if you couldn′t have paid

Gran Torino way up in the Bronx
Guy with a pistol in his briefs and socks
Shoutin', "Repo man
I′ll kill you, repo man"

Well, a little pink nighty cryin' by the road
Sorry, Miss, a repo man′s got his code
I'm a repo man
Hey baby, I′m a repo man
Come on, Marty

Well, porch light flickering, I'm under the hood
A shot, I'm burning rubber, ah, life is good
I′m a repo man
Yeah, baby, that′s a repo man

Honey, I'm a repo man
Oh, that′s a real repo man
Yeah, sugar, I'm a repo man
Good God, baby, I′m a repo man