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