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There's a long line of mourners coming down our street |
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Their fancy cars are such a sight to see |
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They're all of your rich friends that knew you in the city |
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And now they finally brought you back to me |
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The papers told of how you lost your life |
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Of the party and the fatal crash that night |
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The race on the highway the curve nobody seen |
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Now you're riding in that long black limousine |
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When you left home you told me that, that someday you'd be returning |
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With a fancy car for the whole town to see |
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Well now everybody's watching now and I guess you finally got your dream |
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You're riding in one of them long black limousines |
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Through tears I watch as you ride by |
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With a chauffer at the wheel dressed up so fine |
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I'll never love another my heart and all my dreams |
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Ride with you in that long black limousine |
