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Artist：marianne faithfull |
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Songs Title：the ballad of lucy jordan |
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The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of lucy jordan |
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In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town |
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As she lay there neath 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 thirty-seven she realised shed never |
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Ride through paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair. |
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So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing |
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Little nursery rhymes shed memorised in her daddys easy chair. |
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Her husband, hes off to work and the kids are off to school, |
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And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day. |
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She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers |
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Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way. |
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At the age of thirty-seven she realised shed never |
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Ride through paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
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So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing |
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Pretty nursery rhymes shed memorised in her daddys easy chair. |
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The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of lucy jordan |
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On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud |
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And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand, |
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And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd. |
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At the age of thirty-seven she knew shed found forever |
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As she rode along through paris with the warm wind in her hair ... |
