Maggie - Y'akoto

Maggie left for work early

No one came to see the show

Theatres remain empty

Apples falling from the tree

Daddy left Maggie a little note

Saying he’ll be back at three

Mommy left the water right on the stove

Cooking over hundred degrees

Ooooo… You!

You better dance, Maggie!

You…

You, you, you, you

You better dance, Maggie!

You, you, you, you

Guess who took the last biscuit

Right out of the cookie jar

Maggie drove, she only missed him

When she’s drinking after hours

Hanging up the costume, smoking pipes

Singing Bette Davis songs

Maggie is a rock star in her mind

Waiting for the good to come

Maggie just believes in rainbows

Dusting off the wooden chairs

Curtains raised, no grand applause

She’s wasting all her loving time

Putting on her lipstick, cherry red

Little black silk beret

Thinking back to what her nana said

«You never get what you give»