Tycoon Working Girl
Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER I never planned my daily round I've never loved the common task I don't rebel, I don't accept I've often laughed, I've often wept An ordinary working girl There was a man until he found The things that I began to ask Involved him in a little more That what he came to see me for Oh so naive the working girl One day I'll show him And all the others too Outgrow him And have all that I'm due Very soon Where do I go until then ? What do I do meantime ? Back to the bar, I'm working late Over and over again I tell myself that I'm Happy to stay here - I can wait There are those who tell you Never let them tell you This is all there is, forever I do not believe them I shall have my moment Any moment now - or never The working girl is that and more She ticks away behind the mask She wouldn't let her spirits die That does not mean she will not cry When all her dreams fly out the door An ordinary working girl We never plan our daily round We do not love the common task But we don't find survival odd Some call it luck, some call it God I call it both feet on the ground An ordinary working girl On day I'll show them And they'll all let me trough Outgrow them I'll have all that I'm due Very soon Where do I go until then ? What do I do meantime ? Back to the bar, I'm working late Over and over again I tell myself that I'm Happy to stay here - I can wait I know I'll have my extraordinary day I will never hear those words again Working girl Working girl
