1952 Vincent Black Lightning

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Said Red Molly to James, that's a 
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fine motorbike, make a girl could 
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feel special on any such like
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Said James to Red Molly, my hat's 
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off to you, it's a Vincent Black 
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Lightning, 1952
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And I've seen you on the corners 
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and cafes it seems, red hair and 
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black leather, my favorite color 
schemes
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Oh and he pulled her on behind, 
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they went 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, but I 
will tell you in honest I'm a 
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dangerous man
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Was I fought with the law since I 
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was seventeen, I robbed many a man 
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to get my Vincent machine
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And I turned 21, and I might make 
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22, but I don't mind dying if it's
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 for the love of you
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Oh but if fate oh, should break my 
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stride, I'm gonna give you my 
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Vincent to ride

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Well come down, come down, come 
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down, says Sergeant McRae, well 
they've taken young James for armed 
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robbery
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Shotgun blast to his chest, left 
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nothing inside, oh come down, come 
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down to his dying bedside
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When they brought him to the 
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hospital there wasn't much left, 
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he was running out of road, he was 
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running out
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of breath
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Oh but he smiled to see her cry, 
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said gonna give you my Vincent...

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Said James, to Red Molly, there 
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ain't nothing in this world, beats 
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a ‘52 Vincent and a red-headed girl.
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Now Greeveses and Nortons and 
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Indians won't do, well they don't 
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have a soul like a Vincent ’52.
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Oh and he reached for her hand, and
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 he gave her the keys, he said I 
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don't have any further use for these
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I see angels on Ariels in leather 
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and chrome, swooping down from 
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heaven to carry, oh me home
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And he gave her one last kiss, oh 
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then he died, said I'm a-gonna 
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give(x7)... my Vincent to ride

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