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And I drove down to Texas in my Jaguar painted like a shoe box discarded full of gasoline
And I stopped in a diner that was populated by a lot of sunglasses and magazines
And I met this woman by the candy machine, she was on her way to some coffee and cream
The morning began to grow, it was a hot day in Waco
And I sat next to her on a stool usually reserved for truckers on the lonely highway
She was dressed in a dress made of cotton candy
She had eyes like the milky way
A moment so exciting and slow, it was a hot day in Waco
And we spoke all morning over cups of copper coffee
This thought occurred, "was she the woman for me?"
Love at first sight, you know, it was a hot day in Waco
And the wind blew her hair as we stood outside the diner
Suddenly, on the prairie, a fire
A massive column of smoke, it was rising far behind her
A signal maybe I thought, that she was the one true love for me
So I took her in my car, in my Jaguar painted like a shoe box discarded full of gasoline
And we drove to Nevada where eventually she agreed to marry me
Now we live as happy, as happy as happy can be with five children and a washing machine
Love at first sight, you know, it was a hot day in Waco
Oh, love at first sight, you know, it was a hot day in Waco
Oh, love at first sight, you know, it was a hot day in Waco