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There's a made for tv movie About Lucille Ball tonight If you really wanna watch it I guess that'd be alright with me Well I heard he used to beat her Like she was a conga drum They always slept in separate beds But somehow they had a son The neighbors were vaudevillians And the laughs came from a can Even though the club was hoppin' Twas the pills that she was poppin' that did her in Or maybe it was different You know my facts aren't always straight But they would never make a movie If everything was great Because happiness is boring It's always black and white The good times never last And the chocolates move too fast for us all There's a made for tv movie About Lucille Ball tonight If you really wanna watch it I guess that'd be alright with me