(Eric Clapton)
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Now my friend Bill was just a working lad
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And he liked to have his fun.
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He'd like to find a girl and get comfortable
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When his working day was done.
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He would spend all his money on a Friday night,
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Wake up in the morning broke,
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But he had a run in with little Lucy then;
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Believe me that ain't no joke.
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[Chorus:]
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Watch out for Lucy,
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Though she may look frail.
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Say excuse me, Lucy,
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Darling don't you use me;
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I don't want to land in jail.
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She started out working in a cafe,
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Picking money up on the side.
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She was free and easy, everybody's friend,
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But she couldn't be satisfied.
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So now in walks Bill with his cash in his hand,
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His heart upon his sleeve.
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We tried to warn him about her ways,
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We never did succeed.
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[Chorus]
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Well, the trap was sprung for poor old Bill;
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You should have heard little Lucy sing
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"I want a Cadillac car, a beautiful home,
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And a thousand dollar ring."
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They found our hero in the gutter
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With a diamond ring and a gun.
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He'd done it for the love of Lucy
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And ended up on the run.
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[Chorus 2x]
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Watch Out For Lucy
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Eric Clapton |