1952 Vincent Black Lightning

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Said Red Molly to James that's a 
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fine motorbike,
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A girl could feel special on any 
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such like
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Said James to Red Molly, well my 
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hat's off to you
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It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
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And I've seen you at the corners 
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and cafes it seems
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Red hair and black leather, my 
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favourite colour scheme
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And he pulled her on behind
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And down to Boxhill they did ride


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Said James to Red Molly, here's a 
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ring for your right hand
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But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a
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 dangerous man
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I've fought with the law since I 
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was seventeen
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I robbed many a man to get my 
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Vincent machine
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Now I'm 21 years, I might not 
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make 22
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And I don't mind dying, but for 
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the love of you
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And If fate should break my stride
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I'll give you my Vincent to ride


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Come down, come down, Red Molly, 
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called Sergeant MacRae
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For they've taken young James for 
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armed robbery
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Shotgun blast hit his chest, left 
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nothing inside
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Come down, Red Molly to his dying 
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bedside
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When she came to the hospital, 
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there wasn't much left
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He was running out of road, he was 
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running out of breath
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But he smiled to see her cry
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Said I'll give you my Vincent to 
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ride


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Said young James. in my opinion, 
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there's nothing in this world
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Beats a 52 Vincent and a red 
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headed girl
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Now Nortons and Indians and 
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Greeves won't do
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They don't have a soul like a 
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Vincent 52
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He reached for her hand and he 
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gave her the keys
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He said I don't have any further 
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use for these
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I see angels and ariels in 
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leather and chrome
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Swooping down from heaven to 
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carry me home
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He gave her one last kiss and died
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And he gave her his Vincent to ride