There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street
Their fancy cars are such a sight to see, oh, yeah
They're all of your rich friends who knew you in the city
And now they've finally brought, brought you home to me
When you left you know you told me that some day you'd be returnin'
In a fancy car all the town to see, oh, yeah
wheel
watching
watch
through
their
street
riding
party
driving
dream
black
highway
chauffeur
sight
dreams
heart
everyone
crash
brought
never
fatal
fancy
filled
finally
papers
curve
friends
dressed
little
limousine
mourners
night
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