Hippie Radio Melody

	  		
Intro 
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verse 1 
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My daddy had a Pontiac on the beige-er side of yellow 
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He was a young man then and I was a little fella 
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I'd play in that bench back seat and listen to the songs get sung 
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He couldn't carry a tune in a bucket but he'd sing at the top of his lungs 

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Carry on my wayward son on a hippie radio 
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Songs about the flower babies and the birth of rock and roll 
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And I was band and I would stand and we'd bounce down the road 
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A  boy and his dad in a Pontiac with that hippie radio 


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verse 2 
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Can't' remember if it was seventeen, maybe eighteen is right 
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But I'll never forget those baby blues and the glow of that dashboard light 
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I'd won her heart the week before and it was hot right from the start 
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I busted her brother Billy's mouth for makin' fun of my car 
 
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It was White Wedding and Rebel Yell on the hippie radio 
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I was Werewolf in London, and she was Lady Marmalade's soul 
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And I'd crank the band, take her hand and we'd pull off back a road 
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A boy and his girl in a Pontiac, and the hippie radio 


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Hey little sister what have you done 
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Hey little sister who's the only one 
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Hey little sister who's your superman 
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Hey little sister who's the one you want 
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Hey little sister shot gun! 

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It's a nice day to start again 
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It's a nice day for a white wedding 
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It's a nice day to start again. 


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I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand 
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Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain 
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He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's 
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Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein 

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Ah-ooooo, werewolves of London 
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Ah-ooooo 
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Ah-ooooo, werewolves of London 
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Ah-ooooo 

verse 1 
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A child arrived just the other day 
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Came to the world in the usual way 
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There were planes to catch, bills to pay 
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He learned to walk while i was away 
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He was talking 'fore i knew it and when he could, he said 
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"I'm gonna be like you, dad, 
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You know i'm gonna be like you" 

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The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon 
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Little boy blue and a man on the moon 
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When you comin' home son, I don't know when 
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We'll get together then, 
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You know we'll have a good time then 


verse 3 
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Four years and seven days from tying cans to the bumper 
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I was pacing a maternity floor, my flower baby was a mother 
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My hands were shaking as we were leaving, taking our boy home 
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My heart was full and in my head I could hear a long, long song 

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Cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon on the hippie radio 
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A-B-C  1-2-3, don't blink or he'll be gone 
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And I took her hand and she just smiled with a look that said "I know" 
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A boy and his dad and a boy and his girl in a Pontiac 
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And the hippie radio 


Outro 
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