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audra mcdonald - the glamorous life lyrics

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ordinary mothers lead ordinary lives
keep the house and sweep the parlor
mend the clothes and tend the children
ordinary mothers, like ordinary wives
make the beds and bake the pies
and wither on the vine
not mine

dying by inches every night
what a glamorous life
brought on by wenches to recite
what a glamorous life
ordinary mothers never get the flowers
and ordinary mothers never get the joys
ordinary mothers couldn’t cough for hours
maintaining their poise

sandwiches only
but she eats what she wants, when she wants
sometimes it’s lonely
but she meets many handsome gallants
ordinary mothers don’t live out of cases
but ordinary mothers don’t go different places
which ordinary mothers can’t do, being mothers all day
mine’s away in a play
and she’s realer than they

what if her broach is only gl-ss
and her costumes unravel?
what if her coach is second cl-ss?
she at least gets to travel

and sometime this summer, meaning soon
she’ll be traveling to me
sometime this summer, maybe june
i’m the new place she’ll see

ordinary daughters may think life is better
with ordinary mothers near them when they choose
but ordinary daughters seldom get a letter
enclosing reviews

g-y and resilient with applause
what a glamorous life
speeches are brilliant, if they’re shaw’s
what a glamorous life

ordinary mothers needn’t meet committees
but ordinary mothers don’t get keys to cities
no, ordinary mothers merely see their children all year
which is lovely, i hear
but it does interfere with the glamorous—

i am the princess, guarded by dragons
snorting and grumbling and rumbling in wagons
she’s in her kingdom, wearing disguises
living a life that is full of surprises

and sometime this summer
she’ll come galloping over the green
sometime this summer, to the rescue
my mother the queen

ordinary mothers thrive on being private
and ordinary mothers somehow can survive it
but ordinary others never, no they’re just standing still
with the kettles to fill
while they’re missing the thrill
of the glamorous life

- audra mcdonald lyrics

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