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Once I had a husband
You know the sort of chap I met him at a dance And he came on with the chat He said my eyes were deep blue pools My skin as soft as snow He told me I was sexier than Marilyn Monroe And we went dancing We went dancing Then, of course, I found That I was six weeks overdue We got married at the registry An' then we had a do We all had curly salmon sandwiches An' how the ale did flow They said the bride was lovelier than Marilyn Monroe And we went dancing Yes, we went dancing Then the baby came along We called him Darren Wayne Then three months on I found that I was in the club again An' though I still fancied dancing My husband wouldn't go With a wife he said was twice the size of Marilyn Monroe No more dancing No more dancing By the time I was twenty-five I looked like forty-two With seven hungry mouths to feed And one more nearly due My husband, he walked out on me A month or two ago For a girl they say who looks a bit like Marilyn Monroe And they go dancing They go dancing Yes, they go dancing They go dancing |
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| 4. |
| 1:54 |
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Shoes upon the table and a spider's been killed
And someone broke the lookin' glass There's a full moon shinin' an' the salt's been spilled You're walkin' on pavement cracks Don't know what's gonna come to pass. Now you know the devil's got your number, You know he's gonna find you You know he's right behind you He's staring through your windows, He's creepin' down the hall. Ain't no point at clutchin' at your rosary You're always gonna know what was done Even when you shut your eyes you'll still see That you sold a son And you can't tell anyone. Now you know the devil's got your number, You know he's gonna find you You know he's right behind you He's staring through your windows, He's creepin' down the hall. Yeah you know the devil's got your number, You know he's gonna find you You know he's right behind you He's staring through your windows, And he's knockin' at your door Yeah he's knockin' at your door He's knockin' at your door |
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| 3:45 |
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Only mine until
The time comes round To pay the bill Then I'm afraid What can't be paid Must be returned You never, ever learn That nothing's yours On easy terms Only for a time I must not learn To call you mine Familiarise That face, those eyes Make future plans That cannot be confirmed On borrowed time On easy terms Living on the never never Constant as the changing weather Never sure Who's at the door Or the price I'll have to pay Should we meet again I will not recognise your name You can be sure What's gone before Will be concealed Your friends will never learn That once we were On easy terms Living on the never never Constant as the changing weather Never sure Who's at the door Or the price I'll have to pay Mrs Lyons : They're born, you didn't notify me. Mrs Johnstone : Well I..just...Couldn't I keep them for a few more days? Please - please? They're a pair, they go together. Mrs Lyons : My husband is due back tomorrow, Mrs Johnstone. I must have my baby. We made an agreement, a bargain. You swore on the bible. Mrs Johnstone : You'd better - you'd better see which one you want. Mrs Lyons : I'll take... Mrs Johnstone : No. Don't tell me which one. Just take him. Take him. Living on the never never Constant as the changing weather Never sure Who's at the door Or the price I'll have to pay Should we meet again |
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| 2:01 |
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| 7. |
| 4:16 |
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| 8. |
| 3:12 |
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MRS JOHNSTONE :
Oh bright new day, we're moving away We're starting all over again Oh bright new day We're going away Where nobody's heard of our name Where we can begin again Feel we can win and then Live just like livin' should be Got a new situation A new destination And no reputation following me We're getting out We're moving house We're starting all over again We're leaving this mess For our new address Sixty-five Skelmersdale Lane The air is so pure You get drunk just by breathing And the washing stays clean on the line Where there's space for the kids The garden's so big It would take you a week just to reach the far side Just pack the bags, we're leaving the rags The wobbly wardrobe, Chest of drawers that never close The two-legged chair, the carpet so bare You wouldn't see it if it wasn't for the holes Now that we're movin' Now that we're improvin' Let's just wash our hands of this lot For it's no longer fitting for me to be sitting On a sofa, I know for a fact, was knocked off At the weekend a gentleman friend Might take me dancin' to the local bands We'll have a front room And then if it should happen That his holiness flies in from Rome He can sit there with me eating toast, drinking tea In the sort of surroundings that remind him of home Oh bright new day, We're movin' away We're starting all over again Oh bright new day We're goin' away Where nobody's heard of our name Now we can begin again Feel we can win an' then Live just like livin' should be Got a new situation A new destination And no repuation following me CAST : We're gettin' out, we're moving house We're goin' away, gettin' out today We're movin', movin', movin', movin', movin' house We're goin' away Oh bright new day |
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| 2:32 |
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Once I had a husband
You know the sort of chap I met him at a dance And he came on with the chat He said my eyes were deep blue pools My skin as soft as snow He told me I was sexier than Marilyn Monroe And we went dancing We went dancing Then, of course, I found That I was six weeks overdue We got married at the registry An' then we had a do We all had curly salmon sandwiches An' how the ale did flow They said the bride was lovelier than Marilyn Monroe And we went dancing Yes, we went dancing Then the baby came along We called him Darren Wayne Then three months on I found that I was in the club again An' though I still fancied dancing My husband wouldn't go With a wife he said was twice the size of Marilyn Monroe No more dancing No more dancing By the time I was twenty-five I looked like forty-two With seven hungry mouths to feed And one more nearly due My husband, he walked out on me A month or two ago For a girl they say who looks a bit like Marilyn Monroe And they go dancing They go dancing Yes, they go dancing They go dancing |
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| 12. |
| 3:01 |
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| 2:45 |
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The jury found him guilty
Sent him down for seven years Though he acted like they gave him life He couldn't stop the tears And when we went to visit him He didn't want to know Seems like jail sent him off the rails Just like Marilyn Monroe His mind's gone dancing Can't stand dancing They showed him to a doctor And after routine tests A prescription note the doctor wrote For the chronically depressed And now the tears have stopped He sits and counts the days to go And treats his ills with daily pills Just like Marilyn Monroe They stop his mind from dancing Stop it dancing With grace for good behaviour He got out before his time The family and the neighbours told him He was lookin' fine But he's feelin' fifteen years older And his speech is rather slow And his neighbours said You'd think he was dead Like Marilyn Monroe No cause for dancing No more dancing |
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| 2:31 |
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It's just a light romance
It's nothing cruel They had no plans How it came Who can explain? They just said 'hello' And foolishly gazed They should have gone Their separate ways It's just the same old song Nothing cruel, nothing wrong It's just two fools Who know the rules But break them all And grasp at half a chance To play their part In a light romance Living on the never never Constant as the changing weather Never sure who's at the door Or the price You're gonna have to pay It's just a secret glance Across a room A touch of hands That part too soon That same old tune That always plays And lets them dance as friends Then stand apart As the music ends Living on the never never Constant as the changing weather Never sure who's at the door Or the price you're gonna have to pay... |
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| 1:12 |
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| 3:34 |
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Tell me it's not true
Say it's just a story Something on the news Tell me it's not true Though it's here before me Say it's just a dream Say it's just a scene From an old movie from years ago From an old movie of Marilyn Monroe's Say it's just some clowns Two players in the limelight And bring the curtain down Say it's just two clowns Who couldn't get their lines right Say it's just a show on the radio That we can turn over and start again That we can turn over, it's only a game Tell me it's not true Say I only dreamed it And morning will come soon Tell me it's not true Say you didn't mean it Say it's just pretend Say it's just the end Of an old movie from years ago Of an old movie with Marilyn Monroe |
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