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Lyrics for Ballad Of Lucy Jordan by Faithfull Marianne:
| | | Artist: | Faithfull Marianne |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Ballad Of Lucy Jordan | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 198 | | | | Lyrics: | The Ballad of Lucy Jordan
Marianne Faithfull
The morning sun touched lightly
on
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom
in a white suburban
town
And she lay there neath the covers
dreaming of a thousand lovers
til the
world turned to orange
and the room went spinning round
At the age of 37
she
realized she'd never ride
through Paris in a sports car
with the warm wind in her
hair
So she let the phone keep ringing
as she sat there softly singing
pretty nursery
rhymes she'd memorized
in her Daddy's easy chair
Her husband he's off to
work
and the kids are off to school
and there were oh so many ways
for her to spend
her days
She could clean the house for hours
or rearrange the flowers
or run
naked through the shady street
screaming all the way
At the age of 37
she
realized she'd never ride
through Paris in a sports car
with the warm wind in her
hair
So she let the phone keep ringing
as she sat there softly singing
pretty nursery
rhymes she'd memorized
in her Daddy's easy chair
The evening sun touched gently
on
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
on the rooftop where she climbed
when all the laughter
grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man
who reached and offered her his
hand
and he led her down to the long white car
that waited past the crowd
At
the age of 37
she knew she'd found forever
as she rode along through Paris
with the
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