Wednesday 21 October 2009

Deja Vu?

When I was in my early teens I loved this song by Paul McCartney. My best friend and I even planned to save up our pocket money so that we could buy the record. I heard it on the radio today but wasn't able to crank up the volume as I was at work. I think I have become the woman in the song.

Every day she takes her morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair.
It's just another day. Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes.
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat.
It's just another day.

At the office where the papers grow, she takes a break
Drinks another coffee and she finds it hard to stay awake
It's just another day, chn chn chn chn chn chn
It's just another day, chn chn chn chn chn chn
It's just another day.

So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in an apartment she'd dwell
Till the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don't stand her up
And he comes, and he stays, but he leaves the next day, so sad
Sometimes she feels so sad.

As she posts another letter to the sound of five
People gather 'round her and she finds it hard to stay alive
It's just another day, chn chn chn chn chn chn
It's just another day, chn chn chn chn chn chn
It's just another day, ay ay ay.So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in an apartment she'd dwell
Till the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah, stay, don't stand her up
And he comes, and he stays, but he leaves the next day, so sad
Sometimes she feels so sad.

Every day she takes her morning bath, she wets her hair
Wraps a towel around her as she's heading for the bedroom chair
It's just another day
Slipping into stockings, stepping into shoes
Dipping in the pocket of her raincoat
Oo, it's just another day, chn chn chn chn chn chn
It's just another day, chn chn chn chn chn chn
It's just another day.

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