The 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'll 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 harbor I questioned the sea "Will I ever visit that man?" The sky filled with heavy clouds That fills 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'll 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 drop down My arms started burning And I spoke a funny tongue Friday hasn't started The clocks all stop turning Forgot all my skills And my lines I had better to learn Much better to learn