| I’m in love with the chauffeur’s daughter
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| She takes me where I want to go
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| With black gloves and a black hat on her
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| She don’t have to get the door
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| She never speeds, she got no need
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| She always takes her time
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| I just sit in the back and enjoy my high
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| The road gets narrow, the road gets wide
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| And when the road gets a rocky, she’s my easy ride
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| Through the rearview, she gives a wink and a smile
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| On the miracle mile
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| We pull over, just to take a stroll
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| Down by the riverside
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| We drive around town with the windows down
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| Like we don’t have a care
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| Sing along to our favorite songs
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| Let the people in the next car stare
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| She’s a DJ of my dreams
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| Plays the right song every time
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| I’m in love with the chauffeur’s daughter
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| She’s a real good friend of mine
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| The road gets narrow, the road gets wide
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| And when the road gets a rocky, she’s my easy ride
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| Through the rearview, she gives a wink and a smile
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| On the miracle mile
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| We pull over, just to take a stroll
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| Down by the riverside
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| Ah-ah-ah
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| Ah-ah-ah
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| Oh, and then we’re there
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| With her long blonde hair
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| Fallin' in my face in the summer breeze
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| She takes my hand, yes and I understand
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| Sometimes a dream is to be believed
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| (Hey, do you believe it?)
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| I’m in love with the chauffeur’s daughter
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| I guess everybody knows
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| I like the silver rings on her fingers
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| And the tattoos on her toes
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| I pay the gas when I got the cash
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| Said, «Oh, we don’t worry ‘bout that»
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| Maybe someday she’ll let me drive
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| And we won’t ever come back
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| The road gets narrow, the road gets wide
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| And when the road gets a rocky, she’s my easy ride
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| Through the rearview, she gives a wink and a smile
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| On the miracle mile
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| We pull over, just to take a stroll
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| Down by the riverside
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| Ah-ah-ah
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| Ah-ah-ah
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| Ah-oh-ah
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| Ah-ah-ah
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| Ahhh |