Ordinary Day

If I could spend one ordinary day

Just Betty B., Miss Nobody from nowhere

The kind of role I never get to play

Just a girl who has to make ends meet

Who takes the bus to work most every day

Or if it's nice, I'll walk it all the way

Shop for peaches after work

Buy postcards from the postal clerk

Then home to eat before I hit the hay

I'd surely have some ordinary friends

And just like me, they're nobodies from nowhere

Oh, what I'd give if I could only go where

There's no press to speculate

About my hemlines or my weight

Oh, what I wouldn't give to find a way

To spend a very ordinary day

If I could find someplace to hang my hat

Kick off my shoes, relax and chew the fat

No more flashbulbs, no more fuss

Deliciously anonymous

Oh, what could be more wonderful than that?

If I could wish Miss Movie Star away

Then I could be Miss Nobody from nowhere

Oh, what I'd give if I could only go where

I could have a world of fun

Just finding errands I can run

Oh, what I wouldn't give to find a way

To spend a very ordinary day