paroles de chanson The Deads - Calendar

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Monday some sort of gentleman
Came knocking at my door
To offer me garments and jewels
He made me dress up like a princess
Then gave me the bill
At least I knew what to wear for you

Tuesday went to an old lady
With half her teeth missing
Who could see my future quite clear
She grabbed my hand and opened it
And placed something in
"Keep it close 'til it burns" she said

Saturday and Sunday
I know you'll be in town
Behind the curtain
I'm learning my lines
And I make sure feelings don't show, oh, oh

Wednesday I decided
I should learn something new
Like a language or a dance I could boast
I worked harder and harder as my only goal
Was to make a better impression on you dear

Thursday by the harbour
I questioned the sea
"Will I ever deserve that man?"
The sky filled with heavy clouds
As my eyes with tears
I had to run back home and cry

Saturday and Sunday
I know you'll be in town
Behind the curtain
I'm learning my lines
And I make sure feelings don't show, oh, oh

Friday I was on my way
To see a fine friend
I couldn't care less of my looks
There was no one I could cross here
I strolled with no fear
When I found myself face to face with you

Saturday and Sunday
I knew you'd be in town
But it's Friday night
Oh you took me off my guard

Saturday and Sunday
My dresses all dropped down
My palm started burning
And I spoke a funny tongue

Friday as it started
The clocks all stopped turning
Forgot all my skills and my lines
I had better to learn
Much better to learn
Better to learn