The Avon Prison Blues
 me, apologies to J. Cash

I hear the truck a comin'
the delivery man's my friend,
and I'll be packin' product till late at night again,
I'm stuck in Campaign Seven, and Eight is on its way,
so keep that lipstick rollin', girls use it every day.

When I was just a baby my mama told me, Hon,
always wear your lipstick , don't leave your hair undone.
But I lost my 'do in Reno, just to watch it fly,
so when I ring your doorbell, just open up and buy.

I bet there's rich gals sitting in a fancy hair salon.
They're probably tellin' gossip, reading Cosmopoliton,
Well I hope they know what's coming, you know it can't be cheap,
to keep those women lookin'
like what a man would keep.

Well if they'd give a call to Avon,
if that business was all mine,
I bet I'd move just a little further up the line.
Far from Campaign Seven, that's where I want to stay
and keep that lonesome driver, truckin' down my way....