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Singing along to Joni Mitchell
As his face went through the windshield
Of his six seven Chevrolet
He was driving on the wrong side
Just a wee bit on the drunk side
When the ditch became a shallow grave
Just when he found what he liked
It was taken away
Hey hey
In his Chevy he did perish
To a free man in Paris
The song played loudly away
Taken away on a stretcher
He was buried in the cornfield
Along with his Joni tapes
Just when he found what he liked
It was taken away
Just when he found what he liked
It was taken away
Just when he found what he liked
It was taken away
Hey hey
You can't separate a man and his Joni tapes
You a man and his Joni tapes
You can't separate a man and his Joni tapes
You a man and his Joni tapes
You can't separate a man and his Joni tapes
You a man and his Joni tapes
You can't separate a man and his Joni tapes
You a man and his Joni tapes
Hey hey
