Everyday she takes a morning bath, she wets her hair,
wraps a towel round her as she heading for the bedroom chair,
It's just another day.
Slippin into stockings
Steppin into shoes,
Dippin in the pocket of her raincoat,
It's just another day.
At the office where the paper grow she takes a break,
Drink another coffee and she finds it hard to stay awake,
So sad, so sad,
sometimes she feels so sad
alone in her apartment she would dwell
til the man of her dreams comes to break the spell
Ah.. stay,
dont stand her up
then he comes and he stays
but he leaves the next day.. so sad
as she posts another letter to the sound of five,
people gather round her and she finds it hard to stay alive
ah ha ha stay alive, need to stay alive
ah, it just another day
it just another day
why i cant stay in present
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