Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
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The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
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In her white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town
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As she lay there beneath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers
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Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round
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At the age of 37 she realized she'd never ride through Paris
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In a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
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And she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
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Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
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Her husband he was off to work and the kids were off to school
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And there were oh so many ways for her to spend her day
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She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
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Or run naked down the shady street screaming all the way
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At the age of 37 she realized she'd never ride through Paris
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In a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
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And she let that phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing
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Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
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The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
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On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
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And she bowed and curtseyed to the man who reached and offered her his hand
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And led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd
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At the age of 37 she knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris
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With the warm wind in her hair
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Ooooohhh yes with the wind in her hair oooooohhhh
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