R-205 · 45 single · A/B
Friday Wears Red
June Hollow and the Red Letters
In the PACEX catalogue from day one.
Both sides
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AFriday Wears Red2:49
[Verse 1] Monday wore a grey coat Tuesday wore it too Wednesday lost a button Thursday nearly came unglued Five o’clock on Friday I leave that week for dead I put my blue dress back Because Friday wears red [Chorus] Friday wears red Red from her heels to her head Five days talking softly Tonight I mean what I said Let that record turn Let the whole room spread Monday may wear grey But Friday wears red [Verse 2] Charlie’s by the doorway Looking like a loan He says he brought his motorcar I say I brought my own I didn’t work till sundown To follow where I’m led If Charlie wants to catch me He can learn to dance instead [Bridge] Red is not a warning Red is not a plea Red is what the working week Could never take from me [Final Chorus] Friday wears red Red from her heels to her head Five days taking orders Tonight I choose instead Let that record turn Let the whole room spread Monday may wear grey But Friday wears red
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BHe Can't Dance Slow3:20
[Verse 1] He can twist across the kitchen He can shake the rafters loose He can make my little brother Put his Sunday trousers to use But when the band turns gentle And the couples gather close He goes looking for his jacket That's the moment that I know [Chorus] He can't dance slow He don't know where to stand He can move a room of people But he's frightened of my hand Come on, come on, darling There's no audience now He can't dance slow But I'll show him how [Verse 2] He says his feet are trouble Says he'd only tread on mine I say these shoes have suffered Far worse company in their time He laughs and stops retreating As the bass begins to sway For once he hasn't got a joke To throw between us in the way [Chorus] He can't dance slow He don't know where to stand He can move a room of people But he's frightened of my hand Come on, come on, darling There's no audience now He can't dance slow But I'll show him how [Bridge] One small step No clever line Your left hand Here in mine If you lose the beat Well, let it go There's something else I'd like to know [Final Chorus] He can dance slow Now he knows where to stand He forgot the room of people When he finally took my hand Come on, come on, darling There's no audience now He can dance slow Don't ask me how
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