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"content": "🎼 🎵 So long ago, I don't remember when<br>That's when they say I lost my only friend<br>Well, they said she died easy of a broken heart disease<br>As I listened through the cemetery trees<br><br>I seen the sun coming up at the funeral at dawn<br>The long broken arm of human law<br>Now it always seemed such a waste, she always had a pretty face<br>So I wondered why she hung around this place<br><br>Hey<br><br>Come on, try a little<br>Nothing is forever<br>There's got to be something better than<br>In the middle<br>But me and Cinderella<br>We'll put it all together<br>We can drive it home<br>With one headlight<br><br>She said, "It's cold, it feels like Independence Day<br>And I can't break away from this parade"<br>But there's got to be an opening<br>Somewhere here in front of me<br>Through this maze of ugliness and greed<br><br>And I seen the sun up ahead at the county line bridge<br>Saying all there's good and nothingness is dead<br>We'll run until she's out of breath<br>She ran until there's nothing left<br>She hit the end, it's just her window ledge<br><br>Hey<br><br>Come on, try a little<br>Nothing is forever<br>There's got to be something better than<br>In the middle<br>But me and Cinderella<br>We put it all together<br>We can drive it home<br>With one headlight<br><br><br>Well, this place is old, it feels just like a beat-up truck<br>I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn<br>What smells of cheap wine, cigarettes<br>This place is always such a mess<br>Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn<br><br>I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else<br>Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same<br>But somewhere here in between<br>The city walls of dying dreams<br>I think her death, it must be killing me<br><br>Hey, hey, hey<br><br>Come on, try a little<br>Nothing is forever<br>There's got to be something better than<br>In the middle<br>But me and Cinderella<br>We put it all together<br>We can drive it home<br>With one headlight 🎶",
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