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I remember it like yesterday 50 years back, more or less She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She sang songs about rebellion of love and hate and less She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done The bar was almost empty Most nights it was I guess She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress I remember when she saw me We connected, I confess She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done Word spread out about her She was primed to have success She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress An agent came and watched her A low life lizard known as Jess She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done Promises were made to her She heard his pitch, and she said yes She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress I saw her climb the charts that year She was a shell, a real hot mess She no longer had an old guitar She now wore hot pants, not a dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done You could see she was a puppet A golden goose for lizard Wes She no longer had an old guitar She now wore hot pants, not a dress I heard she died, an overdose I wasn't shocked, I must confess They buried her in Hollywood She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 I remember her old guitar And her faded yellow dress
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Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
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I remember it like yesterday 50 years back, more or less She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She sang songs about rebellion of love and hate and less She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done The bar was almost empty Most nights it was I guess She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress I remember when she saw me We connected, I confess She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done Word spread out about her She was primed to have success She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress An agent came and watched her A low life lizard known as Jess She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done Promises were made to her She heard his pitch, and she said yes She was singing with an old guitar She wore a faded yellow dress I saw her climb the charts that year She was a shell, a real hot mess She no longer had an old guitar She now wore hot pants, not a dress She lit up the world In 1971 She burned bright as a comet She was there, and then...was done You could see she was a puppet A golden goose for lizard Wes She no longer had an old guitar She now wore hot pants, not a dress I heard she died, an overdose I wasn't shocked, I must confess They buried her in Hollywood She wore a faded yellow dress She lit up the world In 1971 I remember her old guitar And her faded yellow dress
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Feb 19, 2020
Feb 19, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
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