am not rich and I am not poor
sometimes the sun seems warm
I'm not good, not bad
I can manage just so
go to work - see away
I like my children
suck dust and slog on
love my husband
so you think I'd
do anything for you
pack up the ring quiet again
don't want to be your finery
the door was now the Terminus
was it my wage?
you disable me in a cage
should I be your toy?
Now I go from - or in
I simply must go in order not to shout
go into the Cafe next door
search me a new husband
if there wasn't any
I go to another bar
The year was already too long with you
now I start a quite different thing
your Mother loved me
but I found her terrible
your father stroke me over the hair
"daughter - you are wonderful"
you wanted to found a family
now you just have to find another one
Now I go from - or in
I simply must go in order not to shout
go into the Cafe next door
search me a new husband
if there wasn't any
I go to another bar