First song on the radio this morning (honest!) and it’s still rattling around my brain. They are out of coffee at work, maybe I should switch..
Up every morning at the crack of dawn
Nights as short as the days are long
Life turned out to be another magazine
Livin’ with a stranger now
Girl i knew got away somehow
She went out with two bit gasoline
On the go,back - you know what i mean
Now when the word was Thunderbird
And the price recorded twice
Drinkin’ wine and lovin’ you was fun
Ah,but love turned out to be a passin’ thing
Different bird of a different wing
Some damn fool put a dollar twenty nine
On a jug of Thunderbird wine
And Lord i don’t know if i’m gonna make it
Don’t know if i’ll have the strength to take it
Everything’s hung up in yesterday
There’s you a secret-minded social girl
Takin’ short cuts in a woman’s world
She won’t let her hair down when i’m home
Society’s just slavery
And security is killing me
I work hard for it but i give it all away
If i could go back to yesterday
Now when the word was Thunderbird
And the price recorded twice
Drinkin’ wine and lovin’ you was fun
Ah,but love turned out to be a passin’ thing
Different bird of a different wing
Some damn fool put a dollar twenty nine
On a jug of Thunderbird wine
(read more about Thunderbird and its brethren here. )
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