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And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To all tomorrow´s parties

A hand-me-down dress from who knows where

To all tomorrow´s parties

And where will she go and what she gonna do

When midnight comes around

She turn once more to sunday´s clown

And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To all tomorrow´s parties

Linens and silks of last nights gowns

To all tomorrow´s parties

And what will she do with thursdays rags

When monday comes around?

Shell turn once more to sunday´s clown

And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear

To all tomorrow´s parties

For thursdays child is sunday´s clown

For whom none will go mourning

A blackened shroud a hand-me-down gown

Of rags and silks; a costume

Fit for one who sits and cries

For all tomorrow´s parties

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