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See her ridin' in that long black limousine |
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There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street |
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And their fancy cars are such a sight to see |
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Must be all her rich friends that knew her in the city |
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Yes, they finally brought her home to me. |
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All the papers told of how she lost her life |
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'Bout the party and the fatal crash that night |
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The race upon the highway and the curve no one had seen |
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Now she's ridin' in that long black limousine. |
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When she left home she told me that someday she'll be returnin' |
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And she'd leave in a fancy car for all the town to see |
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And now everyone is watchin' and I guess at last she found her dream |
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'Cause there she goes she's ridin' in a long black limousine. |
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Through tear dimmed eyes I watched as she ride by |
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With a chauffer at the wheel dressed up so fine |
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Oh, I'll never love another for my heart and all my dreams |
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Are with her in that long black limousine. |
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See her ridin' in that long black limousine... |
