Tracy Had a Hard Day Sunday
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band"Tracy Had a Hard Day Sunday" é uma música de The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, 1967, Pop. A música tem 3:20 de duração, 39 lines / 228 words.
Letra
0:24People are paper mache
0:27People and the games they play
0:31I'm going off on a fantastic voyage
0:35And I won't let anything bother me
0:39We'll be too happy to worry
0:43Living from day to day
0:47All my friends are beautiful people
0:51People are paper mache
0:54People and the things they say
0:58And I get hurt so easily
1:02If Tracy wants to know I've gone
1:06Before I left I paid all her bills
1:10I finally couldn't take it anymore
1:13I'm tired of telling her speed kills
1:17Tracy had a hard day Sunday
1:22She had to be herself
1:26And no one else
1:29Tracy had a hard day Sunday
1:33Oh yeah
2:08Her parents came to town to visit
2:11She cleaned out her medicine chest
2:15She vacuumed the sofa and all the rest
2:19Acting so prim and proper
2:23Taking the money they had to offer
2:27Smiling when they finally went away
2:31People are paper mache
2:35She lit her candle at both ends
2:38And started flipping out on Monday
2:42There's not another boy in town
2:46That she can go on through
2:50There's not another kick that's new
2:54Mirror mirror on the wall
2:58She's has a very long way to fall
3:01I tried to help her but she just wouldn't listen
3:05Tracy had a hard day Sunday
3:10She had to be herself
3:14And no one else
3:17Tracy had a hard day Sunday
3:20Oh yeah
People are paper mache People and the games they play I'm going off on a fantastic voyage And I won't let anything bother me We'll be too happy to worry Living from day to day All my friends are beautiful people People are paper mache People and the things they say And I get hurt so easily If Tracy wants to know I've gone Before I left I paid all her bills I finally couldn't take it anymore I'm tired of telling her speed kills Tracy had a hard day Sunday She had to be herself And no one else Tracy had a hard day Sunday Oh yeah Her parents came to town to visit She cleaned out her medicine chest She vacuumed the sofa and all the rest Acting so prim and proper Taking the money they had to offer Smiling when they finally went away People are paper mache She lit her candle at both ends And started flipping out on Monday There's not another boy in town That she can go on through There's not another kick that's new Mirror mirror on the wall She's has a very long way to fall I tried to help her but she just wouldn't listen Tracy had a hard day Sunday She had to be herself And no one else Tracy had a hard day Sunday Oh yeah
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