Maria Mckee No Gala
It’s nothing special
Just a day in good health
Loads of free time
Ooh
Nothing to sing about
Just a night, clear as a bell
Glad I'm not blind
Ooh
And there's no gala
No magic
I'm fine, living for real
And no drama
No panic
My cup, so nearly full
Could it spill?
Ooh
It's nothing sacred
We're fine, doing just fine
No wonders or signs
Ooh
And it's so quiet
Nearly stable
I'm fine, living for real
And, no riots, no fables
My cup, so nearly full
Could it spill?
Ooh
