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Final Boarding Call

She always got what she wanted

She never had to work at all

Fame and fortune was in her eyes

The day she left home and said her goodbyes

 

Seven fifteen flight to L.A.

Landed in mid-afternoon

Fame and fortune was in her head

Never hearing what her daddy said

 

Picked up the luggage and walked away

Hailed a cab, and got right in

Fame and fortune was in her sight

No one knew she wasn't quite right

 

Got dropped of at the casino royale

Walked in the doors and grabbed a room

Fame and fortune was in her hand

A stack of bills of about ten grand

 

Luggage man took her bags

Walked to the elevator and walked right in

Only fortune was on his mind

So said the knife hanging on his side

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bruno-joseph-orsi
Canadian
Published
Sep 29, 2010
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Sept. 29, 2010

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