bert ostyn - old black bmw lyrics
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we’re driving slowly
we’re rolling elegantly through
the french part of our country
on and over the hills
my little sister next to me
playing with a rubber band
k!lling time with nothing on her hands
what could be her secret
i am the child
moaning inpatiently in the back
with a big mouth and way to loud
asking are we there yet?
i’m so impatient
my mother puts a record on
django and the hot club de france
featuring stephane grapelli
the old black bmw
filling up with gypsy swing
i have to say it broke my heart
when i heard the master play
and i don’t understand
how they can play so fast and light
but it gets me and i’m quiet now
sweet life continues in the breeze
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