| The evening fog was rolling in
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| It was getting hard to see
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| The old white car edged down the road
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| Headed for the double e
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| She was bringin' down dinner for grandpa
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| It was crawlin' with vitamins
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| And tender as a mother’s love
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| When she saw the tv vans
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| The side door was open
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| There were three tvs
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| Grandpa’s face was on every one
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| He was talkin' to a woman with a microphone
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| She was sexy and her hair was all done
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| Sun green came out and met grandma then
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| «my, you’re such a beautiful girl
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| Mother earth needs more like you
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| You should go out now and see the world
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| What’s grandpa doin' on tv?
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| I got his dinner in the car
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| All these vans have blocked our road
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| But we can carry it, it’s not too far" |