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Sandpaper Cadillac
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Riding along in a sandpaper Cadillac Somebody's strikin' a match on the back Brimstone lines marring the body so fair Brimstone lines marring the body so fair Slowly, my mind and dream change into woe, now My car is dead and gone, Lord And I just can't carry on Changing, my thoughts become so clear to me My car wants to be free, I know And it's calling out to me, yeah Walking along with a gold-plated ??? cat Somebody's pouring blood on its back Paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide Paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide Slowly, my mind and dream change into woe, now My cat is all alone, I know it And it hasn't got a bone Changing, my thoughts become so clear to me My cat begins to sleep And it's sleeping 'round with me Don't you know I need that thing so bad My car and my cat are going bad And I need everything I can, Lady Aaaaa! Oh, no no, this can't be the same, no They're gonna meet me once again, yeah They're gonna meet me once again, Lord |
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