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The Ballad of Lucy Jordan * [C] - Dr Hook

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The morning sun touched lightly on, the eyes of Lucy Jordan 
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In her white suburban bedroom, in a white suburban town, 
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As she lay there beneath the covers, dreaming of a thousand lovers 
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Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round,
 
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At the age of 37, she realized she'd never ride through Paris
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In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair 
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And she let the phone keep ringing, as she sat there softly singing 
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Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair 
 
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Her husband, he was off to work, and the kids were off to school 
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And there were oh so many ways for her to spend her day, 
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She could clean the house for hours, or rearrange the flowers 
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Or run naked down the shady street screaming all the way, 
 
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At the age of 37, she realized she'd never ride through Paris
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In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair 
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And she let the phone keep ringing, as she sat there softly singing 
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Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair 
 
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The evening sun touched gently on,the eyes of Lucy Jordan 
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On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too loud, 
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And she bowed and curtseyed to the man, who reached and offered her his hand 
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And led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd,
 
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At the age of 37, she knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris 
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With the warm wind in her hair

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Ooooohhh yes with the wind in her hair

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Ooooohhh yes with the wind in her hair..

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