Paul McCartney - Another day
Tekst en muziek: Paul McCartney en Linda McCartney
(1971)






Every day she takes a 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
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day



So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in 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
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day



So sad, so sad, sometimes she feels so sad
Alone in 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 a 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
Ahaha, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day
Du du du du du du, it’s just another day









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