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Oklahoma! I admired your sexy hearse You could tell I was dying Under-rehearsed You found a secret place The outer edge of inner space A sunbeam hit your face You were happy being there I admire your sexy hearse You knew I was dying Over-rehearsed Under a pregnant cloud burst sky You laughed and closed your eyes We kissed; you feigned surprise Expressed a wish to learn to fly Oklahoma! I admired your sexy hearse It was true I was dying Over rehearsed I admired your sexy hearse It was true I was dying Over rehearsed From Letras Mania