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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Weekdays”

• WEEKDAYS by Carole King Weekday mornings Coffe smell in the air After you've gone and the children have left for school I'm alone and I think about all the plans we made I think about all the dreams I had And I wonder if I'm a fool Weekday midday I've got the marketing done Plenty to do but nothing to tax my mind That's all right-it's a habit Heaven knows I can always watch the daytime shows And wonder which story's mine SHe loved a man she knew little about After so many years of trying So amny years of doing without Oh, but what's the use of crying Weekday evenings We sit and I realize You've dreamed too and I kind of understand I've been with you and you need me to take care of you But we'll work it out so I'm a person too And we'll help each other the best that we can Cause I'm your woman and you're my man

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