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Angeline Is Always Friday
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Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea;
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me
Angeline is always Friday, Angeline is spring forever;
Winter Angeline could never be
Mister Wilson, old and smiling, lifts his cap as she is passing
Bowing her politely on to me

The week has gone its lonely way;
I've waited for my only day
Away from shadows
In her sunlight I can tell her, "I love you, Angeline."
Angeline is always Friday, suitcase on the rack above;
She hasn't even read her magazine
Angeline is counting stations, 'til the one where I am standing
Waiting for my only Angeline

The week has gone its lonely way;
I've waited for my only day
Away from shadows
In her sunlight I can tell her, "I love you, Angeline."

Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea;
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me


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