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We met one summer evening |
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As the sun was going down |
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She was lying on the beach |
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In her graduation gown |
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She was wrapped up in a blanket |
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(i could tell she knew her way around) |
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And as i lay down beside her |
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You know she never made a sound |
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On down the beach came the beach-cleaning man |
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Scoopin' up the papers and flattening down the sand |
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"lucinda, lucinda, lucinda - we've got to run away |
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That big white truck is closin' in |
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And we'll get wounded if we stay" |
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Now lucinda lies buried 'neath the california sand |
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Put under by the beach-cleaning man |
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Lucinda, lucinda, lucinda - why'd you have to go? |
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They sent her to high school |
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They sent her to low school |
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She just wouldn't go further |
