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bryan ferry - all tomorrow's parties lyrics

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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 she gonna do
when midnight comes around
she 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
linens and silks of last night’s gowns
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 mourning
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

- bryan ferry lyrics

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