[Verse 1]
The mornin' sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordon
In her white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neath the covers
Dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange
And the room went spinnin' round
[Chorus]
At the age of 37
She realised she'd never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair
And she let the phone keep ringin'
As she sat there softly singin'
Pretty nursery rhymes
She'd memorised
In her daddy's easy chair
[Verse 2]
Her husband, he was off to work
And the kids were off to school
And there were oh so many ways
For her to spend her day
She could clean the house for hours
Or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked down the shady street
Screaming all the way
The mornin' sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordon
In her white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neath the covers
Dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange
And the room went spinnin' round
[Chorus]
At the age of 37
She realised she'd never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair
And she let the phone keep ringin'
As she sat there softly singin'
Pretty nursery rhymes
She'd memorised
In her daddy's easy chair
[Verse 2]
Her husband, he was off to work
And the kids were off to school
And there were oh so many ways
For her to spend her day
She could clean the house for hours
Or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked down the shady street
Screaming all the way
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