Sweet Gene Vincent

Blue Gene baby
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 Skinny white sailor, the chances were slender
 The beauties were brief
 Shall I mourn you decline with some thunderbird wine
 and a black handkerchief?
 I miss your sad Virginia whisper
 I miss the voice that called my heart
 Sweet Gene Vincent
 
 Young and old and gone
 Sweet Gene Vincent
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 Who, who, who slapped John?
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 White face, black shirt
 White socks, black shoes
 Black hair, white strat
 Bled white, died black
 Sweet gene Vincent
 Let the blue cats roll tonight
 At the sock hop ball in the union hall
 Where the bop is their delight
 Here come duck-tailed Danny dragging Uncanny Annie
 She's the one with the flying feet
 You can break the peace daddy sickle grease
 The beat is reet complete
 And you jump back honey in the dungarees
 Tight sweater and a pony tail
 Will you guess her age when she comes back stage?
 The hoodlums bite their nails
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 Black gloves, white frost
 Black crepe, white lead
 White sheet, black knight
 Jet black, dead white
 Sweet Gene Vincent
 There's one in every town
 And the devil drives 'till the hearse arrives
 And you lay that pistol down
 Sweet Gene Vincent
 There's nowhere left to hide
 With lazy skin and ash-tray eyes
 a perforated pride
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 So farewell mademoiselle, Knickerbocker Hotel
 Farewell to money owed
 But when your leg still hurts and you need more shirts
 You got to get back on the road