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Decorated in lights and surrounded by traffic cones |
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There was a car crashed wrapped around a telephone |
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Pole with a soft layer of fire fighter's chemical foam |
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The stranger's favorite song still playing on the radio |
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Nobody knows the trouble i've seen |
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The trouble i've been through |
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And as the ambulance takes her to the hospital |
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The only words she can say are can you take me home |
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Before her spirit escapes her as a soft blue glow |
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Oh no...Nobody knows the trouble i've seen |
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The trouble i've been through |
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And we'll be dancing at her funeral |
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Dancing at her funeral |
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Now they're digging a hole |
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Cutting her name in stone |
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Sending out invitations to her friends back home |
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Digging a hole |
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Cutting her name in stone |
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Oh no... |
