Laundry goes in the tub with soap and suds
Heating up yesterday’s food on the stove
Sighing, got to really scrub the floor
Or fix the picture frames by the door
Had a 3-hour night’s sleep on a high-noon Saturday
Busy body making sure of a full day’s chore
Somewhere in the room there’s a film screen showing
That scene last night when I left, of you and her dancing
Counting my money, changing the lights
Intermittent internet signals keeping me online
Somewhere at the back of my mind
You are holding her hand instead of mine
The fruit truck has come by but there are still apples in my fridge
Maybe tomorrow I can grab the usual treats
Thinking I should be having a telephone
Somewhere some shadow wonders where you went home
There’s good music playing tonight, friends invite me to come and delight
They are the ladies’ lonely hearts club out to have a good time
I prefer to watch my videos alone to help me sleep
Whispers gossiping you’re probably giving her a kiss
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