Head on down to 9th Street, gal,
let's go out kicking with the boys and the gals.
Wear your dress and bring my ring,
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
Lucy, Lucy, my sweet,
Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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We all met about half-past three,
Lucy, she was rocking by my kicking machine.
Too many straights and not enough grease,
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
Lucy, Lucy, my sweet,
Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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"They started fighting, I was screaming for him,
boots all dirty, sexy, and thin.
Then on come the lights, from the straights in their cars,
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Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
Lucy, Lucy, my sweet,
Lucy, Lucy, my gal,
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