The Deads - Calendar

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