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The Hatchback of Notre DameSlammed the hatch on my Escortdrove to my second jobfound a far off spot, in the faculty lotwalked past the Beamers n Saabsprofessors are all leavin'when I start my shiftthey say "goodnight", as I sweep outsideafter sunset all that's leftis the hatchback of Notre Damethe hatchback of Notre Damesometimes I jaw with studentsI hear their plans n dreamsthey know I love this school, so I get invited todrive out and support the teambut when I buff the hallwaysI see a face in the shineit's a hopeful kid, who looks like I once didthen I leave at quittin' timein the hatchback of Notre Dame"dust me" written on the backlotsa U2 bumper stickersthe dashboard's faded n crackedbut like the Fightin' Irishit won't give up the gameit barely goes 55, but I'm still proud to drivethe hatchback of Notre Damenext month is my last dayI'll miss these hallowed hallsbut his tuition's taken care ofmy boy starts in the Fallhe's been flippin' burgerssavin' for books and rooming feesso Mister, come SeptemberI'll toss him the keysto the hatchback of Notre Damethe left side mirror's brokeJoshua Tree in the tapedecktailpipe coughin' smokebut like the Fightin' Irishit won't give up the gameit barely goes 55, but he'll be proud to drivethe hatchback of Notre Dame(c)2007 Robert George