She looks in the mirror and stares at the wrinkles
That weren't there yesterday
And thinks of the young man that she almost married
What would he think if he saw her this way?
She picks up her apron in little girl-fashion
As something comes into her mind
And slowly starts dancing rememb'ring her girlhood
And all of the boys she had waiting in line
Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife
You see everywhere any time of the day
An everyday housewife
Who gave up the good life for me
The photograph album she takes from the closet
And slowly turns the page
And carefully picks up the crumbling flower
The first one he gave her now withered with age
She closes her eyes and touches the house dress
That suddenly disappears
And just for the moment she's wearing the gown
That broke all their mi-inds back so many years
Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife
You see everywhere-ere any time of the day
An everyday housewife who gave up the good life for me
An everyday housewife who gave up the good life for me
Ye-es she did
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