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[Verse 1]
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Head on down to 9th Street, gal,
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let's go out kicking with the boys and the gals.
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Wear your dress and bring my ring,
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someone's gonna get it, ain't gonna be me.
[Chorus]
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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Lucy, Lucy, my sweet,
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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I was just gonna hit him, but I'm gonna kill him now.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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We all met about half-past three,
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Lucy, she was rocking by my kicking machine.
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Too many straights and not enough grease,
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that's when Lucy got it in the chest, I think.
[Chorus]
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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Lucy, Lucy, my sweet,
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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I was just gonna hit him, but I'm gonna kill him now.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
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"They started fighting, I was screaming for him,
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boots all dirty, sexy, and thin.
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Then on come the lights, from the straights in their cars,
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I was just a-laughing when I hit the floor".
[End-Chorus]
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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Lucy, Lucy, my sweet,
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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I was just gonna hit him, but I'm gonna kill him now.
[Outro]
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