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She used to drive a blood red Falcon
She always said how much she loved the smell of burning tar
She burned out into a Cinzano sign
No-one thought that she’d go that far
No no-one thought she’d go that far
She always did everything harder
Sometimes she’d disappear for days to god knows where
We all thought she was some kind of a poet
Living out where we would not dare
Thinking out where we would not dare
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Hey Nancy the rain is coming down in buckets
That big black car is as black as a broken heart
I know you never had the time for empty gestures
But I want to jump in your falcon and drive it all the way to where you are
Maybe we should have seen it coming
But she was always somewhere out beyond our reach
somewhere out beyond the calm horizon
somewhere out beyond the power of speech
Yeah words sometimes come too easy and cheap
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