LOU REED - All Tomorrows Parties lyrics

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And what costume shall the poor girl wear <br />To all tomorrow's parties <br />A hand-me-down dress from who knows where <br />To all tomorrow's parties <br />And where will she go and what shall she do <br />When midnight comes around <br />She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown <br />And cry behind the door <br />And what costume shall the poor girl wear <br />To all tomorrow's parties <br />Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns <br />To all tomorrow's parties <br />And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around <br />She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown <br />And cry behind the door <br />And what costume shall the poor girl wear <br />To all tomorrow's parties <br />For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown <br />For whom none will go mourning <br />A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown <br />Of rags and silks, a costume <br />Fit for one who sits and cries <br />For all tomorrow's parties<br /><br />