She was waiting for the school bus to come
She was standing outside with a smile on her face
That calmed day she sang her favorite song
Her favorite song, she was 8 years old
Her mother said goodbye and blew her a kiss
Little girl waved and showed her bright teeth
Screeching tires coming closer with a dreadful sound
The dreadful sound of one mother’s loss
Why are you driving, drunken driver?
Why? She was your girl, she was your laughter
Little girl was lying in the road
That black day you silenced her laughter
Drunke driver look now at what you’ve done
At what you’ve done… your daughter is gone
Why are you driving, drunken driver?
Why? She was your girl, she was your laughter
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