| She wakes up from a dream, checks the mirror for reality
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| She says «Come on girl, it’s all in a day’s work»
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| Gets herself dressed just in time, disappears on the 8:05
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| Oh the whistle blows and it’s all in a day’s work
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| 'Til she calls it a day
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| Oh she smiles as he glances up from the swimsuit issue
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| Oh she sighs as he walks away into the downtown day
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| Day after day night after night
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| Loneliness creeps in her window
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| She locks the door, turns off the light
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| Rehearsing a kiss on her pillow, she cries
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| It’s all in a day’s work
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| Turning pages while the memories pass
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| Familiar faces from her senior class
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| How the years go by when it’s all in a day’s work
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| «Dearest Ruby, hope you reach your star
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| Don’t ever change, stay as sweet as you are»
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| And when a teardrop falls she calls it a day’s work
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| She calls it a day
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| Oh she waits by the telephone for the call he promised
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| Oh it’s late
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| She puts her heart away for another day
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| Day after day night after night
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| Loneliness creeps in her window
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| She locks the door, turns off the light
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| Rehearsing a kiss on her pillow, she cries
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| All in a day’s work |