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I went to Hollywood, you see, And there I met Miss Peggy Lee. She chatted in a friendly way, Like she'd known me many a day. She looked so young and pretty there, With sky-blue eyes and curly hair, She wore a checkered gingham dress, And told me of her deep distress. She had a role on silver screen As leading lady with James Dean, And Gary Cooper played the part Of Marshall Cade, who'd won her heart. She wanted to perform a song, A ballad of a love gone wrong, And sing it for her cowboy tall, At Lucky Jake's casino hall. I could not help her in her plight, But wished her well and said goodnight. I left that Western movie set, But that sweet dream stays with me yet. ![]()
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