She seemed to appear

A sultry baggage of about nineteen

She said her name was

Daisy buchanan and it might have been

Her eyes were limpid pools

Her mouth a scarlet wound

She strolled through the room

The dance floor parted like the pharoah's sea

She stopped at the bar

Got one mint julep and brought it to me

She looked sort of shy and all

Just like lauren bacall

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You could look it up

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You could look it up

She crossed to the door

Looked at me sideways over her shoulders

Tossed back her titan hair

And lit the cigarette in her holder

She didn't have to say a word

A dear man overheard

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You could look it up

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You could look it up

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