| People are paper mache
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| People and the games they play
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| I’m going off on a fantastic voyage
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| And I won’t let anything bother me
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| We’ll be too happy to worry
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| Living from day to day
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| All my friends are beautiful people
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| People are paper mache
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| People and the things they say
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| And I get hurt so easily
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| If Tracy wants to know I’ve gone
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| Before I left I paid all her bills
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| I finally couldn’t take it anymore
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| I’m tired of telling her speed kills
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| Tracy had a hard day Sunday
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| She had to be herself
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| And no one else
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| Tracy had a hard day Sunday
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| Oh yeah
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| Her parents came to town to visit
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| She cleaned out her medicine chest
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| She vacuumed the sofa and all the rest
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| Acting so prim and proper
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| Taking the money they had to offer
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| Smiling when they finally went away
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| People are paper mache
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| She lit her candle at both ends
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| And started flipping out on Monday
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| There’s not another boy in town
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| That she can go on through
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| There’s not another kick that’s new
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| Mirror, mirror on the wall
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| She’s has a very long way to fall
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| I tried to help her but she wouldn’t listen
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| Tracy had a hard day Sunday
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| She had to be herself
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| And no one else
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| Tracy had a hard day Sunday
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| Oh yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tracy Had a Hard Day Sunday , by - The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. Song from the album Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рок