Текст (слова) песни: Les Rita Mitsouko - All tomorrow`s parties

 
And what costume shall the poor girl wear 
To all tomorrow`s parties 
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where 
To all tomorrow`s parties 
 
And where will she go and what shall she do 
When midnight comes around 
She`ll turn once more to Sunday`s clown 
And cry behind the door 
 
And what costume shall the poor girl wear 
To all tomorrow`s parties 
Why silks and linens of yesterday`s gown 
To all tomorrow`s parties 
 
And what will she do with Thursday`s rags 
When Monday comes around 
She`ll turn once more to Sunday`s clown 
And cry behind the door 
 
And what costume shall the poor girl wear 
To all tomorrow`s parties 
For Thursday`s child is Sunday`s clown 
For whom none will go morning 
 
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown 
Of rags and silks, a costume 
Fit for one who sits and cries 
For all tomorrow`s parties
 

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