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THE BALLAD OF LUCY JORDAN

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  The morning sun touched gently on  
The   eyes of Lucy   Jordan
  In a white suburban bedroom
In a   white suburban town  .
As she   lay there 'neath the covers  
Dreaming   of a thousand   lovers
Till the   world turned to orang  e
And the room went spinning   round  .
 
 
At the   age of thirty-seven
She   realized she'd never ride
  Through Paris in a sports car
  With the worm wind in her   hair.
 
 
So she   let the phone keep rin  ging
As she   sat there softly   singing
The   nursery rhymes she'd memorize
In her   daddy's easy   chair.
 
 
  Her husband is off to work  
And the   kids are off to   school
  And there were oh so many ways
For   her to spend a   day.
 
 
She could   clean the house for hou  rs
Or   re-arrange the   flowers
Or   make it through the shady stream
  Screaming all the   way.
 
 
At the   age of thirty-seven
She   realized she'd never ride
  Through Paris in a sports car
  With the worm wind in her   hair.
 
 
So she   let the phone keep ringin  g
As she   sat there softly   singing
The   nursery rhymes she'd memorize
In her   daddy's easy   chair.
 
 
  The evening sun touched gently on  
The   eyes of Lucy   Jordan
  On the roof top where she climbed
  When all the laughter grew too   loud  .
 
 
And she   bowed and cursed to the   man
Who   reached out ... off to   her his hands
And   led her down to a long white car
  That waited, past the   crowd  .
 
 
At the   age of thirty-seven
She   knew that she'd found heaven
  As she rode along through Paris
  With the worm wind in her   hair...

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