My Day - Barbara Dex

Written by：Yves Gaillard

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Ladies let me tell you 'bout my man

I will never take him shopping again

Those moments I wish he was gay

Look at that boy at the doorway

He trails me like a slave

Like he's dragging a ball and chain

He's the rain falling on my day

And the storm in my head

Today I'm gonna shop away

It's gonna be my day

Without a man who complains

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I hate it when he's tagging along

Telling me what's wrong with this one

And he picked out a short yellow skirt

Baby I'm not a 20 year old flirt

He trails me like a slave

Like he's dragging a ball and chain

He's the rain falling on my day

And the storm in my head

Today I'm gonna shop away

It's gonna be my day

Without a man who complains

Today I'm gonna wander the way

Through every street of this city

Without a man who complains all day

This is my therapy

Wandering through the streets

Looking trhough every window withou you behind my back

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Today I'm gonna shop away

It's gonna be my day

Without a man who complains

Today I'm gonna wander the way

Through every street of this city

Without a man who complains all day

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