| Lucy September’s put a hole in her arm
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| She wonders where all daddy’s money’s gone
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| Lying on the bed with a wasted friend
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| Oh yeah she could have been someone
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| With all the advantages under the sun
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| But sad to say this is where her story ends
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| And you stare into space
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| Fall down out of the race
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| Lucy
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| All bound up in etiquette
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| I remember when we first met
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| There you stood in your father’s clothes
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| With eyes you could drown in like the Marie Rose
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| That looked at me just like my wedding day
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| If we hadn’t been so close maybe I could forget
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| Though you used it all up I’m still in debt
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| And you’ve found someone else to pay
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| And you stare out into space
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| Fall down out of the race
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| Lucy
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| Lucy September
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| Where will you go now
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| Summer’s over for another year
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| And the bells start to fade
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| Where will you go now
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| Where will you go now
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| Summer’s over for another year
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| And it won’t dry away your tears
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| September
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| And you stare out into space
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| Better off out of the race
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| Lucy
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| Lucy September |